hit me baby one more time...
ahh, another week of exams and crazies, and another thursday night of sitting around with nothing pressing to accomplish! woohoo!
yes, what an interesting week in terms of pseduo bodily harms.
we had a pathophys exam on tuesday. yes, as i was walking hastily to school (i walked through the medical building, as it was cold and windy that day). walk walk, chop chop, hurry hurry. hmm, apparently the combination of polished floor, heely shoes, and light speed walking dont go well together. all of a sudden, i pseudo slipped, lost my balance, and... FELL!!!! i landed on my left thigh, ventral side down, and received a gigantique bruise on my knee. i was also holding a cup of coffee too, but funny after my unintentional diving display, i managed to hold on to the cup upright in my hand. no spillage! still, what terrible way to start the morning; what great prediction for the outcome of my stupid exam! waaah..
boohooo, my knee hurts. i have like no padding on my knees. i'd get bruises just from kneeling for 2 minutes (literally). imagine the hit! ouch. :'(
wednesday, during our break, calammy and i decided to get some munchies from the convenience store across the street. instead of going through the revolving door, we went through the regular push-door-to-open glass door. hmmm, i mean, i "tried" to go through. clams was in front of me, i was thinking/hoping that she would pseudo hold the door open for me just long enough that i could run through without even taking my hands out of my pocket to hold the door. HOW WRONG! it was windy (again!), the door swung back at me, and hmmm... i got caught in btwn the crack. the door came back, hit me at my left arm, and pushed me back btwn the door and the side. ouch, my left arm. and it hurts!
stupid clams. its exactly like what you'd see in a comedic cartoon, she turned around and bursted out LAUGHING, out loud, with her finger pointing at me. HAHAHAHA. meanie. ouch, my arm. :'(
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then this afternoon after our quiz, i somehow dragged myself to the gym to officially begin my training for the shamrock shuffle. :) while being scatter minded, thinking about fun things and... cute boy and assignment from clams to talk to him... mostly importantly, minding my own business as i lifted weights, as not to hurt myself again. all of a sudden, the corner of my eye caught 2 boys walking by. i randomly looked up, then silently screamed, OH MY GOD, ITS RUNNER CHRIS, with his wt lifting friend! fyi, runner chris is my new found-again old-infatuation from first semester. what the hell is he doing here!? (today i went to the *stupid* bally's at webster place, instead of the fun one on diversey/clark) LUCKILY, he did not see me, as i looked like SHIT!!!
see, i dont understand why people like to meet romantic interests at the gym or wanna be chatty. i hate talking to people at the gym; its my way of taking a break from the busy world out there. its "me" time when i focus on my health, training, and appearance. i am sweaty, smelly, and looking like POOP! i dont wanna talk to anyone nor do i want anyone to talk to me! clams yelled at me when i told her the mishap as she thought i should've made excuses to talk to him (why!? he doesnt know me!). maybe i am paranoid? shallow? i dont think i am as social when i know i look ugly cuz im afraid that that is how people will remember me? gosh, i was so afraid that he'd see me when i was running cuz i was bathing in my own smelly filthy sweat! :( later when i was walking to the parking lot, this blue car almost ran me over; lo and behold, i think it was runner chris and his friend again! i think he recognized that its me though... cuz he was making a turn and then he turned his head again (as to double check his sighting or something). AHHHH.
i dont think this guy even goes to classes regularly. i never officially "began" to talk to him!! so why does he know my name, as he randomly says "hi christine" in the locker room?? i just think he's SOOOOOOOOOO CUTE (though most people would only think he's averagely good looking?). so hot. i think i only like the same guys, as all the guys i like/liked have many simialr attributes. dean cain, my last serious bf, ben affleck, collin ferrell, starbucks dr phil, runner chris... (jamie from bachelorette too though i dont think he quite classifies with boys listed here). so here are the *lame* pick up lines that i could use tomorrow when i see him (as approved by clams):
"was it you or my vigorous workout that made my heart pounding so fast?"
"i was so sweaty and my heart racing at the gym yesterday.. were you there?"
HAHHAAH. tee hee. makes me giggle. i better go to sleep soon. sleepy!
WHAT ABOUT YOU? do you have any embarrassing stories that we dont know about? or did you ever dreadfully run into someone you know at your worst time?
