Big arse entry from hell
I'm cutting this one because I'm anticipating a massive catch up entry.
Last week I joined a gym and today I went for my fitness assessment. It didnt go too bad, I didn't fess up about the whole chocolate for breakfast thing but I did mention that my diet left a lot to be desired and I knew that BUT I didn't drink coffee. The girl was really nice, actually, she was like 'Well there are probably as many calories in a cup of coffee anyway...' and I went 'Aah, a fellow chocolate addict. Splendid.'
I'm not as pathetically unfit as I thought although ten minutes on the bike and I was ready to get off, thank you. And I did fall off the treadmill when trying to get off the bastard and I nearly landed on my instructor but other than that it was ok. I have a programme that involves cardio and a little weights (bench presses, would you believe?) so maybe I can shift my massive arse.
George things are...well, quite nuts actually. On Valentines he rang me and said 'hey lets meet up tonight' and I went '....sure...' not mentioning that I was on the tram to work and hadn't brushed either my hair or my teeth and not a scrap of makeup in my bag or on my face. I had to jump off the tram and buy emergency supplies of lip gloss and eyeshadow, which ended up making me ten minutes late to work, whoops. But it was worth it.
I met up with him on Brunswick St and we went and played pool and drank a little. He was so cute, all nervous at first but kind of got used to what was going on. He looked exactly the same minus the dreadlocks, and it was so strange to not feel weird looking at him. Like, I was anticipating him walking up to me and my going ohmygod it's george. But I didn't, I was like 'oh...I remember that face.' And we were away.
I dunno if he could tell what my motives were for suddenly getting in contact. I think he sort of could, but I think he also wanted to check. Anyway, we had a good night and he dropped me home and then 15 minutes later he rang and we talked on the phone for half an hour. I think he was ringing to find out if I wanted to see him again but I had sort of implied that in the car so I guess he was nervous I was kidding or else he just really wanted to see me again, ha, because we ended up meeting up for lunch the next day.
But it just doesn't feel weird. Like, this is the guy that I've wanted to speak to like this for years and years and now I am and it's just...normal. And good.
So then tuesday after lunch he smsed me at work to keep me from jumping out the windows in desperation and he was like blah blah blah joke joke joke oh by the way I have a girlfriend and we're not completely broken up yet.
That was a fun few minutes as I'm sure you can imagine. I actually didn't respond because just as I was about to I had a call drop in and then another and he must have thought I was mad so he sent me another message to the effect of 'we haven't seen each other in three weeks and havent spoken in a week...' and I'm like 'Hmm...ok, this is ok.' So I messaged back 'I'm not mad I just dont wanna be a rebound girl.' and he was like 'no you wouldn't because what I feel is genuine.' And we're talking about these about 24 hours after meeting up. It's kind of...I dunno. Anita said there must have been something pulling me towards calling him and now there must be something pulling us together that he's saying this shit so early and I'm not really minding. Like I kept thinking 'So what if he has a girlfriend, we're just friends...we only just met up again...'
So then I smsed him again yesterday because work was equally as suicide inducing and I was like 'I just dont know if I should be getting my hopes up or not.' and he was like 'Well I dont know what's really going on because she's very busy and doesnt have much time for me' (1, 2, 3 awwww) and then 'But I do really want to get to know you.' And I was like 'Ok, that's cool I just wanted to know where I stood, sorry to get serious.' And he was like 'What do you mean? I want more from you.' And then I said something along the lines of 'but I dont wanna be the Other Woman' and he said 'Ok lets take it as it comes.' I think we're meeting up either today or tonight, too.
And the sweetest part of all of it was that tuesday night he smsed me at about 10 'Good night thinking of you speak to you tomorrow' and then about half an hour later 'wish you were here.'
*sigh*
But then....the girlfriend. What of the girlfriend? I don't feel comfy asking for more details because it's not really my place and I WANT to be all 'break up with her and come live happily ever after with me' but I can't do that three days into meeting up.
But what if they never break up anyway and I become like this crazy old maid who just hangs around hoping for the day when they do and what if he really loves her and they get married and I have to be the freakin bridesmaid and never the bride and what if she's really nice and I make george break her heart just because I'm a selfish horny cow and what if if they do break up george doesn't get over her and I am the rebound girl whether he wants it to happen or not and what if I don't think I can wait for a time when he's ready for me and what if he gets sick of me being all 'ohhhh...' when it's not even been a week.
Blah. My arms are all wobbly from the stupid gym.
--K.