I just came back from my routine and it felt good. So I have decided, I will write a feel good post to start the week right err.. your week right - mine will start after one more eye shut.
So there I was, tired from the run around the block. It was a good run - the weather was relatively cool and the breeze made every stride easier. After two rounds, I decided to lift weights. Good thing there were several cute-sies in the gym - they made my life easier. They inspired me to lift heavier weights. I felt that I needed to impress - now I can't feel my arms. Ha ha. Here's my new profile picture taken at the gym.
But here's the clincher. After the work out and after a few minutes of chatting with total strangers by the pool, I decided to go back to the apartment. I waited for the lift. The doors opened up. I went in. Just as the doors were about to close, a woman managed to get through. She looked Filipina. I asked her which floor she was on - she replied. I pressed the button. She was with someone. I glanced at the man.
I giggled inside as the lift traversed from floor to floor. I tried to control my laughter. Poker face mode, on. My eyes tried to hide the joke I was going through. I had to. I might just laugh and we don't want that. I shook my head when I got out of the lift and finally let out a chuckle. I went online and sent Mr. Married Guy (from the building) a message which said:
"You looked so frightened inside the elevator. Haha. Relax. And yes, I'll see you on Friday..."
And just like that, my weekend turned for the better.
Happy New Week everyone! ;)


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me wonder what daddy looks like with biceps, abs, and rock hard man boobs.
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