06 September 2006

The day I went back to the gym

I went back to going to the gym today. It was good. I joined a different gym this time. More feminine and less the smell of sweat from guys. Nothing can turn me off than a guy's sweat, I tell you.

I used to use the gym to perve on guys. That's probably why I only lose less than ten kilos in my last gym. Because I was too busy checking up guys and not on my working out.

And since I cannot have my boyfriend to train me because my gym is for all girls, that works out perfectly. You see, I don't really want to be trained by Emmet. We will just end up fighing and worst case scenario, eventually break up over whether I haven't done my last dip or sit up. Something stupid like that.

The gym is good. It's clean. The smell, the look and color scream hygiene.

There's this massive screen right in the centre of the gym that plays music videos and the place is air-conditioned.

I love it. I also signed up for a personal trainer. She wanted me to do different sorts of weights twice a week.

And the best thing about her is that she told me I can achieve my target weight [which is 57kg] in four weeks. Woohoo. That is, if I stick to diet.

I made a bet with my boyfriend that I will be toned and ready for summer [ie a size 8]. I guess having someone who is into healthy lifestyle really changes you. I'm thinking of quiting smoking.

Whoa, thinking. I didn't really say I'd quit just yet.

But I owe it to my mum and to Emmet to quit smoking. They're really worried how I'd probably end up with Emphysema or something.

Uncle said that if I lose eight kilos it would be too much. But I really want to be a size 8. I really really. I'm a ten now and I only need to lose two more dress sizes and I'm there.

Sweet!


Hmm.. what else?

Well, I've been hooked on Perezhilton.com lately. I've been staying late and reading his blog. I love the fact that he adores Paris Hilton. I mean, she's a slut and all but she sure is hot.

But I gotta tell you though, I like Nicole Richie better. She's funnier and I think clasier than Paris.

Ok, there's more, I think. Been addicted on youtube.com as well. I have been watching Friends bloopers like crazy. Mishaps are better than the real thing.

Oh and I'm a Sex and the City convert. I'm in my final season now. Love the whole Lovers in Paris theme at the end of the series.

And the way Chloe [Alexandr Petrovsky's daughter] said hideous.

That french RnB song at the end was pretty good as well. I am on a mission to search for it and download it.

If only Limewire can work on my laptop. I need to get Emmet to set up my computer and my printers as well.

Work is giving me time off this week because I had an exam this morning and on Saturday. I calculated how many more subjects to do and I need to do one more year and I'll finally finish my degree. Finally.

I can't wait for that. I'm pretty excited to start my office job. I know it's just nothing. But that would be better than working in hospitality.

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