Five Hundred & Thirty Six

Theme: Same Bloke, Different Situation.

I'm talking about the bloke from this entry. I'm going to call him 'Sid' as I feel there's going to be a fair few entries about him...Anyway, I went to the gym today and I met Sid. I looked disgusting and was sweating so much that I could have caused a flooding. Yet he saw me and said "You look good." Bitch, you blind? We where just talking and generally exercising. I went to leave to do my weight's but we exchanged number's before I left. Now he won't stop texting me. He like's me. It's obvious. It's not that he's ugly, or a cunt. He's a lovely guy. But that's the problem, he's a guy (or Emile Hirsch). He did ask me if I had a boyfriend, and for the obvious reason I said no. I have no idea how to tell him I'm as straight as a round-a-bout. I want to tell him as soon as possible to sort of, not lead him on. This is a lesson for all of you, never assume that someone is straight. Ever. It's always a good idea to check. He asked me out for Saturday, but to be honest, I had plans for Saturday, which was to sit on my arse, watching Emile Hirsch movies and eat my treat that I have earned this week, especially because my parent's are out. So I get the house to myself which is a brilliant plus that I wouldn't pass off.

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