just got home from the gym; 1hr at 3.2 on the tred, 30mns shooting basketballs…. i love the super 24hr

- today in my weight training class we were having a potluck thing after our final…..community college pft, anyways……my class is at 6-25 am. today, we were supposed to show up at 6am to start the final early. i wake up at 5am, and wash and cut up the strawberries i brought. i get to school, and my friend from my last semester class andrea (who is short but is a normal size weight for her shortness), showed up with plates, napkins, forks, cups, and 4 dozen doughnut holes….weight training class…..not so healthy breakfast, ‘sup

-anyways, after the final, which we finished around 6-30, people started showing up and started doing the test. the instructor said we could eat at 7-15, but, everyone finished around 7 so people were just kind of standing around the food table waiting.

-andrea can’t wait, and grabs a few of her doughnut holes to eat. i ask her, “can i grab some too” and she’s like, “yeah for sure”….this guy comes up (who i’ve never even talked to during the entire semester) and says, “oh…you brought the doughnuts?” andrea, “yeah..”, me, “i brought the strawberries”, the guy, “that’s weird -laughs for 20 seconds- i thought it was the other way around”…….what the fuck…..like really? just because a person is obese, doesn’t mean they don’t eat fruit…or let alone healthy food

-we were just standing there with our mouths open not being able to believe what just happened. it’s kind of hard to explain it because you readers can’t hear or see the way he said it but it made my entire day including now..a let down. i guess after she went up to him and said something because a few minutes later he was awkwardly standing in my space bubble and put his hand on my shoulder and said, “i’m sorry for what i said”……but really? he wasn’t sincere, and come on

-after the whole ordeal, andrea said she saw his mom (who is in our class too, who didn’t happen to see this happen), sitting on the stairs alone looking angry….but it’s not my fault your son has no manners…and she hates me too, when all i’ve ever said to her was: this old guy (who i thought was nice to me, he said something mean to me this morning, too) and her were talking about their swim class after and he said, “you should take it sometime”, and i said, “i already know how to swim, thanks”, and she said, (snobby), “it’s not just for people that don’t know how to swim”

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fuck you.

mythologyy:

- breakfast this morning is a bowl of raw granola/oats and organic vanilla soy milk