Week 3 of working out. I took Sunday and Monday off for rest of my repairing muscles. I am feeling amazing - wondrous side effect.
Saw Alpha-A-hole-Ex tonight. Again. Third time. I looked good though. That's an improvement. When I look good I have confidence. You know how that is right? I wanted him to look over at me and feel devastated at what he lost. I'd disdainfully toss my blond hair over my shoulder and act like I'd never seen him before. Then I'd grab the hand of the nearest hunk and walk off into the...(no sunset) the steam room. Ya that's it, steam room.
Instead he acts like I'm invisible. I know he saw me because I was laughing with another gym patron and he looked over and then looked away. What's that about anyway? I waved at him the other day when he stuck his arm out making me have to turn. Okay maybe it was a half wave, weak smile sort of greeting, but heck I greeted him. Okay maybe I was with another guy, but I greeted him. Okay maybe I avoided passing by him again and he could see this avoidance by looking at his reflection in front of him, but I greeted him. Right?
He might be P.O.'d. Which makes me very happy if that's the case. It will mean I have gotten under his skin. If he really could care less, he'd say hi or at least acknowledge I'm there right?
Dudes what say you my friends?
Ignore the shitty poetry below. I'd erase it, but friends have commented and I hate removing someone else's words. I laugh reading it - it was crappy when I wrote it and it's crappy now. Go figure!
Saw Alpha-A-hole-Ex tonight. Again. Third time. I looked good though. That's an improvement. When I look good I have confidence. You know how that is right? I wanted him to look over at me and feel devastated at what he lost. I'd disdainfully toss my blond hair over my shoulder and act like I'd never seen him before. Then I'd grab the hand of the nearest hunk and walk off into the...(no sunset) the steam room. Ya that's it, steam room.
Instead he acts like I'm invisible. I know he saw me because I was laughing with another gym patron and he looked over and then looked away. What's that about anyway? I waved at him the other day when he stuck his arm out making me have to turn. Okay maybe it was a half wave, weak smile sort of greeting, but heck I greeted him. Okay maybe I was with another guy, but I greeted him. Okay maybe I avoided passing by him again and he could see this avoidance by looking at his reflection in front of him, but I greeted him. Right?
He might be P.O.'d. Which makes me very happy if that's the case. It will mean I have gotten under his skin. If he really could care less, he'd say hi or at least acknowledge I'm there right?
Dudes what say you my friends?
Ignore the shitty poetry below. I'd erase it, but friends have commented and I hate removing someone else's words. I laugh reading it - it was crappy when I wrote it and it's crappy now. Go figure!
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