suitcase skeletons

They say 3rd time's a charm!

my first trainer was a fraud.
my second trainer is heavily pregnant and just got into labor today ( Goodluck Mamabear!)
and my third trainer... /nosebleed

He is SO HOT AMG. well, not drop dead hot, but the type of guy I like. Clean-cut, strong, taller than me, glasses ( OOH BONUS ) and kind. He doesnt have that Im A Trainer And Therefore I'm Such A Sex Machine air about him. I was totally fooled by his kind and sweet demeanor. He was totally BADASS. DUDE, I had to do leg-presses with 100kgs on the bar and squats with 60kgs on the bar! My ass feels like overbaked buns and my legs... well I feel like t-rex.

Since it was our first session together, the usual pleasantries took place. He asked me about my fitness history, what I like doing, what I'm studying yada yada. I was shocked to find out that he was 110kgs before! I was like " ARE YOU KIDDING ME!? YOU'RE SO HOT NOW, EH I MEAN YOU LOOK SO WELL". His arms..yeah..shzahazhahshazsza.

While working out he was impressed with my capabilities, mentioning that most girls cant do what I did. OH SWOON. ( eleh padahal I killed myself trying to prove I'm not a baby, mentalling screaming in the process ) . When he asked me about my eating habits I told him I rarely eat tonnes of junk, and I'm not the pig-out type. Oh and there isnt much food in the fridge lately ( maid aku ni ish ). He laughed and said I should go grocery shopping. APA LAGI LETAK UMPAN BEB. "oh, come with me! then you can tell me what to get since I have no idea". AHAH SUCH A LIE IM LIKE MASTER OF COLDSTORAGE. Then I did the whole " oh but you're so busy with your hectic schedule " and he quickly replied " Im sure I can slot a time for you". SWOON SWOON DIE MARRY ME SWOON.

I love the fact that he was an overweight IT geek before, ( slaving away in front of the pc. ALA MY POOR BABY BUBU ) because I know he knows how it feels to be fat and knows exactly what Im aiming for and its not just "sigh another fat client, why are they all fat they should all be fit like me"-vibe that I get from a lot of other trainers.

"what subjects are you taking"
"physics math bio and chemistry. but I hate math"
"I hate math too"
"really? YEAH MATH SUCKS"
"wow, you're the first person who didnt say 'eh arent all chinese supposed to be math robots?"
"did you go to chinese school?"
"no"
"ahahah, see?"

and then he didnt the cutest /sadface and I started thinking if our master bedroom should be in cream or vanilla BECAUSE YOU CAN NEVER TELL THOSE TWO COLOURS APART.


what left me in girly pieces was his last words before I dragged my sore butt and legs to the dressing room to go home,

"you're the most interesting 19 year old I know"


my heart, gone.