LOCKER 109

I remember I was in limbo prior to last Saturday. At 10am (Saturday) I found myself in Borders Bookstore, scanning the US edition of GQ mag. When A asked where I was, I just said I was in Bullring market looking for something to cook (I actually did go later, but obviously I have to check the latest trends first) Then I openned that page where you could swipe your wrist to try the fragrance of the perfumes.
And it was MAN by CK.
And I loved it.
And I thought I should have it.
And I said I'll have it next week as my reward to myself for being good this month. You see, I have been deviating myself from dynamic shopping coz I am trying to save for my next holiday (hopefully on winter).

Problem is, with this fuel prices going up, airfares have gone up as well.



8 out of my last ten boring days, aside from working, I have tried killing myself in the gym. For the last 10 months I have been trying to transform my body from its crude, sketchy dimension to something (a bit) polished. And my new resolution is to be in the gym for at least 7hours per week. And I am just doing that.

Why locker 109? coz I have used that locker for the last 8 visits as well. I might play that numbers in the lotto. I think my fate is trying to tell me something.

When I went there this afternoon, when I was punishing my triceps in this machine, there was this Indian man who asked me to help him carry that weight he was trying to lift. So I took my earphones off (I was listening to Star Spangled Banner; I want to memorize it this week) and I said "WHAT?", and I ensured I said it with sound of annoyance, while lifting up my eyebrows, trying to widen my eyes. I've read somewhere that some animals in the jungle intimidate their competitions by making their eyes wide, so I was doing that coz I liked that.

And why me? there were a lot of gorillas beside him...

So why me?

Coz I looked like a f*cking personal trainer?

Coz I looked like somebody he can just enslave?

Coz I looked like I could carry that 90kg of weights?

Well I dont know, I didnt ask him.


He said "Can you help me lift this?" Well, I guess my eyes weren't big enough and surely, he wasn't intimidated so I just said "OK". But man, I havent lifted that weight before, I know I was just assisting him but still, it did kill my shoulders and back. So I just did my thighs and legs afterwards.

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ps.

Yehey!!! It's that new BatMan movie on Thursday.

And it's A's treat this time.