omg. this trainer at the gym is this adorable italian slash asian dude who looks just like my crush freshman year of college. you dont understand the attraction here. hahah anyway he made me do like 6 sets of lunges today.
the lunges weren't the worst part. the worst part was, i wasn't wearing any underwear and i didn't shave my underarm because i didn't realize he wanted to work out with me today. so with every lunge, i know he could see my nether regions and i didn't want to stop the workout because wanted to make things not awkward. omg. i'm keeping emergency underwear in the car from now on.
Saturday, April 14
OMG. so i met the online guy.
Here is the story.
So I was supposed to meet the online guy at a bar BEFORE i met my friends. His last email said that he assumed i would be meeting my friends around 9 or 10. this leaves one to assume that he understood our meeting time to be at 8ish. on the way to the city around 730, i called him at his house number because freakshow did not own a cell phone, but no one picked up. i was like, okay, screw it. i have too many people to meet tonight anyways, so it's this flake's loss. this is the second time he has been a weirdo so i called it quits on him.
im having fun at the bar with my friends when i get a phone call at 10pm saying, hey it's freakshow. i'm home now." i'm like.. okay well maybe i'll give him a chance and let him meet me at another bar that i'm going to. i give him a call and said, "if you want to meet me at the club, you can. i'll give you a call before i leave here." freakshow agreed.
come around 12pm, after getting lost in the city and walking forever to meet my other friends at the club, i decided not to call freakshow. i just want to have fun with my friends and not deal with meeting someone late at night. i want to dance and hang out with lesbians. it was lesbian night at the club, which freakshow knew about.
so i'm at the club, dancing around, chatting abouts, and having a glee ole time. i have a seat to chat with my friend and i see this guy walking by and smiling at me. i'm like, okay. there's a white straight dude staring and smiling at me very creepily. whatever.
two minutes roll by and the same guy walks by AGAIN, staring and smiling. was there even a wink, perhaps? i'm like, okay this guy is getting on my nerves and he needs to go away. and he's creeping me out with his bug eyes glaring at me and his huge smile isn't helping.
a third time, the same dude walks by and stares some more and smiles like a freaking serial killer. i'm dancing with my friends when suddenly it his me. OMG, it's the online guy. i've seen couple of pictures of him on his profile. 3 out of 4 pictures are normal of this dude. one of them makes him look like a feakshow. well the freakshow picture is how this guy looks like in real life.
What the HELL? the online guy shows up at the lesbian club even though i never called him back and expects me to jump up in exaltation when i figure out it's him who has stalked me? I DON'T THINK SO. that is called STALKER and INVASION of saturday night dance club privacy.
i thought to myself, if this guy will go to a lesbian club and stare at me for thirty minutes without saying a word he must be psychotic. i grabbed my guy friend and yelled, "walk me to my car now. the online guy is here!! and pretend you're my boyfriend!" so we hook arms and walk past freakshow.
when i got home, i emailed freakshow saying that "my phone died and i'm really sorry and hope he didn't stay up too late wondering what happened. i ran into my old boyfriend and decided to work things out with him. it was great to meeting you and good luck in the future."
the FREAKSHOW emailed me back with, "i figured that your phone died and i went to the club to enjoy a drink and to figure out who you were. and there was a girl that could have been you looking guilty and evasive. i'm not saying it was you who was guilty, but all is fair."
one, who goes to a lesbian to ENJOY A DRINK? no one does that. a freakshow goes to a lesbian club to stalk someone. second, guilty? guilty for what? if anything i am guilty of it is protecting myself from weridos and gettin the hell out of there. and evasive? no elusive maybe. ugh either he thinks i'm guilty for leaving with another guy or i'm guilty for figuring out it was weirdo and then jetting because i think he is ugly as shit. third, i didn't think he was ugly because i never registered if he was cute or not. his creepiness canceled out any potential attractiveness.
ugh.. so all in all. i am going to put the dating scene on hold for a good solid week. i am currently traumatized and will need a break from this. i feel unsafe in my household seeing that he has my address. i forgot to delete it in the signature of my email. you think he's going to come kill me?!?!?!??! i'm scared :(
Here is the story.
So I was supposed to meet the online guy at a bar BEFORE i met my friends. His last email said that he assumed i would be meeting my friends around 9 or 10. this leaves one to assume that he understood our meeting time to be at 8ish. on the way to the city around 730, i called him at his house number because freakshow did not own a cell phone, but no one picked up. i was like, okay, screw it. i have too many people to meet tonight anyways, so it's this flake's loss. this is the second time he has been a weirdo so i called it quits on him.
im having fun at the bar with my friends when i get a phone call at 10pm saying, hey it's freakshow. i'm home now." i'm like.. okay well maybe i'll give him a chance and let him meet me at another bar that i'm going to. i give him a call and said, "if you want to meet me at the club, you can. i'll give you a call before i leave here." freakshow agreed.
come around 12pm, after getting lost in the city and walking forever to meet my other friends at the club, i decided not to call freakshow. i just want to have fun with my friends and not deal with meeting someone late at night. i want to dance and hang out with lesbians. it was lesbian night at the club, which freakshow knew about.
so i'm at the club, dancing around, chatting abouts, and having a glee ole time. i have a seat to chat with my friend and i see this guy walking by and smiling at me. i'm like, okay. there's a white straight dude staring and smiling at me very creepily. whatever.
two minutes roll by and the same guy walks by AGAIN, staring and smiling. was there even a wink, perhaps? i'm like, okay this guy is getting on my nerves and he needs to go away. and he's creeping me out with his bug eyes glaring at me and his huge smile isn't helping.
a third time, the same dude walks by and stares some more and smiles like a freaking serial killer. i'm dancing with my friends when suddenly it his me. OMG, it's the online guy. i've seen couple of pictures of him on his profile. 3 out of 4 pictures are normal of this dude. one of them makes him look like a feakshow. well the freakshow picture is how this guy looks like in real life.
What the HELL? the online guy shows up at the lesbian club even though i never called him back and expects me to jump up in exaltation when i figure out it's him who has stalked me? I DON'T THINK SO. that is called STALKER and INVASION of saturday night dance club privacy.
i thought to myself, if this guy will go to a lesbian club and stare at me for thirty minutes without saying a word he must be psychotic. i grabbed my guy friend and yelled, "walk me to my car now. the online guy is here!! and pretend you're my boyfriend!" so we hook arms and walk past freakshow.
when i got home, i emailed freakshow saying that "my phone died and i'm really sorry and hope he didn't stay up too late wondering what happened. i ran into my old boyfriend and decided to work things out with him. it was great to meeting you and good luck in the future."
the FREAKSHOW emailed me back with, "i figured that your phone died and i went to the club to enjoy a drink and to figure out who you were. and there was a girl that could have been you looking guilty and evasive. i'm not saying it was you who was guilty, but all is fair."
one, who goes to a lesbian to ENJOY A DRINK? no one does that. a freakshow goes to a lesbian club to stalk someone. second, guilty? guilty for what? if anything i am guilty of it is protecting myself from weridos and gettin the hell out of there. and evasive? no elusive maybe. ugh either he thinks i'm guilty for leaving with another guy or i'm guilty for figuring out it was weirdo and then jetting because i think he is ugly as shit. third, i didn't think he was ugly because i never registered if he was cute or not. his creepiness canceled out any potential attractiveness.
ugh.. so all in all. i am going to put the dating scene on hold for a good solid week. i am currently traumatized and will need a break from this. i feel unsafe in my household seeing that he has my address. i forgot to delete it in the signature of my email. you think he's going to come kill me?!?!?!??! i'm scared :(
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