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Well, I'm finally free from the wrath of my most disliked subjects; Religious Studies, and Sundanese (the regional language here). :D :D :D
Anyway, the previous Sunday, I went to the gym for some exercises as usual, but one thing greatly disappointed me; the hot and muscly-but-not-overly-so instructor has been replaced with... what. A bunch of not-so-good-looking dudes. There's one with his shirt unbuttoned showing his uhhh manly hairy chest.
I mean, I know that looks aren't everything, but a good-looking instructor makes exercise more enjoyable! True fact! Now he's assigned to train badminton.
However, the new guy isn't bad. He seems to be very helpful, asking what kind of exercises I can do, just making me do how much I'm able to until I'm tired... But the way he says "Good! Well done! Oh, it's okay..." makes me feel like a preschool kid.
My dad was being an idiot, as usual, e.g. clapping his hands to the beat of gay songs by what, Peter Pan, set on the fitness room while being on a treadmill. But it's normal. I'm also mildly peeved that the hot guy remembers my dad more than he does me (well, no one can forget my dad auggghhhh).
Anyway, I'll have an exhausting sports test tomorrow (running, basketball and swimming on the same day :( Aww man)
A minor note is that I'm gonna try applying for Hiraku, that weirdo on my icon, on the Bleach RP I'm participating in. Augh if only I can find a small, cozy original RP so then I wouldn't leech off this fandom.
Anyway, the previous Sunday, I went to the gym for some exercises as usual, but one thing greatly disappointed me; the hot and muscly-but-not-overly-so instructor has been replaced with... what. A bunch of not-so-good-looking dudes. There's one with his shirt unbuttoned showing his uhhh manly hairy chest.
I mean, I know that looks aren't everything, but a good-looking instructor makes exercise more enjoyable! True fact! Now he's assigned to train badminton.
However, the new guy isn't bad. He seems to be very helpful, asking what kind of exercises I can do, just making me do how much I'm able to until I'm tired... But the way he says "Good! Well done! Oh, it's okay..." makes me feel like a preschool kid.
My dad was being an idiot, as usual, e.g. clapping his hands to the beat of gay songs by what, Peter Pan, set on the fitness room while being on a treadmill. But it's normal. I'm also mildly peeved that the hot guy remembers my dad more than he does me (well, no one can forget my dad auggghhhh).
Anyway, I'll have an exhausting sports test tomorrow (running, basketball and swimming on the same day :( Aww man)
A minor note is that I'm gonna try applying for Hiraku, that weirdo on my icon, on the Bleach RP I'm participating in. Augh if only I can find a small, cozy original RP so then I wouldn't leech off this fandom.