Love In My Pocket

So guess who called today? Come on...guess! Yeah, whoever you picked you're probably wrong. Will. Good ol' butterface.

I'm already cranky for various reasons but I'm a dork and I get excited when I get a phone call. I don't know why considering I hate the phone, but I get excited anyway. So I take the phone from dad and here is the conversation:

Me: Hello?
Will: Good afternoon. This is Will calling from Good Life Fitness. (*cue eye roll on my part*) I believe we spoke a little over a month ago. I don't know if you remember, but your friend ________ gave me your name and you're eligible for a free pass at any Good Life Fitness gym for a week. Are you interested?
Me: You mean I can have more than one?
Will: More than one what?
Me: More than one free pass. You already gave me one a couple weeks ago.
Will: Are you sure it was me? I'm afraid I don't remember this.
Me: Yeah. I'm sure.
Will: Oh...well did you enjoy your week?
Me: It was ok.
Will: Would you be interested in joining our gym?
Me: I'm going to give you the exact same answer I gave you last time we spoke. Actually both times we spoke about this. I'm unemployed and very busy.
Will: But would you be interested?
Me: Not right now. Maybe in a few months. K thanks bye. *hang up*

You'd think if you're trying to get people to join your gym, you'd remember talking to them and have a face-to-face conversation as well as a couple conversations on the phone. Ah well. We'll see if he calls back again. $5 on yes...my guess is in 3 weeks.
 

So I went to the gym today (Thanks Dee!). Met with Will. He's a butterface, just like Dee said. He seemed nice enough but a little cocky. He takes me on a tour of the gym and shows me the different machines, the very tiny and extremely hot pool, the classrooms, and explains what a personal trainer might do with me should I choose to get one. Then he brings me back upstairs to talk about a membership.

Poor guy...he asked me why I was there today so I asked him if he wanted the honest answer. He did. I looked him right in the eye, smiled as sweetly as I could, and told him, "I'm here because Dee gave me a free week. That's it. I don't plan on staying." Obviously, he didn't look very happy after that. He asked me where I would work out instead so I explained that since I'm a student at both the university and the college I had free access to whatever facilities are there. If he wanted me to join the gym then he was going to have to sell it in a way that made it sound better than whatever I got for free (or am already technically paying for through tuition if you want to look at it that way). He had nothing. He brought up the personal trainer again and showed me the price list. I loved his higher math skills.

Will: "So, as you can see, it's $18.50 for two weeks. That works out to about $1.15 a day."
I nod while doing the mental math in my head. It's actually about $1.30 a day but whatever.
Will: "Or $9 something...$9 and change for a week."
I nod again. Let's see...$18.50 divided by 2 is $9.25. I guess that is technically "$9 something" or "$9 and change."
Will: "Or $18.50 for two weeks. Oh wait. I guess I already said that."
I nod and laugh.
Will: "So what do you think?"
The smart ass in me so wanted to say, "can I just pay $37 a month instead?" but I held back. I just smiled and explained again that it's free at the U, I'm unemployed, etc. I told him I'd like to join, which is true because I don't like it very much at the U and a personal trainer would be nice (but is a minimum of $129 on top of that).

Anyway, we keep talking. He asks me if I want to see how the machines work so I can exercise. I say "yes, please" thinking he'd actually show me something cool. He told me to come back Saturday morning. So I have this 1 free week (until the 18th), it's Wednesday, and he wants me to come back on Saturday to see how it works? Wow, that makes sense. Anyway, I'm busy Saturday mornings so I told him no can do. He said there's something tomorrow night at 6. Well if there was something that soon then why make me wait until Saturday? So I'm going tomorrow assuming I don't die between now and then. He told me I can feel free to use the machines in the meantime so I took some running thingy. It was like a stepper but you move in a circle instead of up and down. You can tell I don't go to the gym because I don't know what it is.

So I start jogging. I keep in mind that the cycling class burns about 650 calories in an hour and using the Wii Fit burns about 283 or something in an hour. I'm going at about 45 RPMs and input my weight. It measures my heart rate and how many calories I'm burning. I'm on this thing for maybe 30 seconds and I can feel my legs burning. I have burned 3 calories. Oh, we're off to a great start.

So I tell myself to go for 5 minutes and then we'll see how we're doing. This sounds mean, but it's true. I looked at the chubby man on the treadmill and told myself I couldn't quit until he did because I am not as chubby and therefore must be in at least as good a shape. Yes, I know this is not completely logical but I was desperate. I was also mesmerized by his jiggles.

At 3 minutes, my heart rate is at 180 beats per minute. Yes. 180. I have a fast heart anyway, but that can't be good. I keep going. 5 minutes. My ass is getting tingly. My heart rate is 183. Calories are better but still not fantastic.

10 minutes. Can't. Feel. Thighs. Well, I could...but they were sore in some spots and tingly in others. Besides...it sounds more dramatic when you say you can't feel them. Ass really has lost most feeling by now. Panting hard. Heart rate at 190. A large part of me is tempted to see how high I can get my heart rate. Then I realize that if I die from a heart attack there then I already signed the waiver and a lawsuit wouldn't work. So I keep going at the pace I'm at and tell myself that at 15 I can quit.

15 minutes. 150 calories. I'm psyched. Still can't feel my ass or my thighs (really having issues feeling them now) but I can still feel my left arm so I'm not having a heart attack. Heart rate is now at 198. Just as I'm getting ready to get off, I notice a little cool down button. I pressed it. It added on 3 more minutes. So I sighed (or panted) and did my weird gimpy run thing for 2 more minutes and then pressed the button again so that I could make it to 20. I'm a little anal at times. I know. You don't need to say it.

So I ran for 20 minutes. I am so proud of myself! That's big for me. And I burned, what I consider, a lot of calories! On the way out to the car, I can still feel my legs moving in the same cyclical pattern. I must've looked like an absolute retard but whatever.

I drive home (belting out Shakira, of course) and walk up the stairs to my mommy's room to tell her how it went. Or, I at least attempted to walk up the stairs. My legs were still tingly. I crawled up the stairs and filled her in on everything, including how dinky and hot that pool is. (From a former swimmer's perspective, doing laps at 88 degrees is not fun.) Then the dog barks and I decide to let her out. I literally fell down 4 stairs because I still couldn't feel my legs. That is how classy and graceful I am. Let her out, take a pee break, grab a bottle of water (which for some unknown reason I can't open), let her back in, and crawl my sorry, tingly ass all the way back upstairs. Now I am typing. At least that much I can do without falling over.

Morning class is cancelled tomorrow. That means I can sleep in. That makes me an extremely happy girl. Yippee!!

Also, went out and bought the Dirty Dancing workout video. I plan on dancing my ass off tomorrow (and being extremely thankful that no one can see me do it!)

Got a pretty hair clip too. And ate some chocolate. This has been a very good night.

I think so anyway. I've felt like I need a place to write again, whether it's bitching and moaning or writing stories or whatever. So yes. I am here. I doubt anyone reads this and that's fine by me. But hello to anyone who might happen to come by!

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Kakashi/Sakura 

One morning, Kakashi looks up from his dirty novel and tells her that kindness is her curse. Sakura looks up and blinks at him, her eyebrows twisted into a quizzical expression. She doesn't yet understand and he returns to his reading. She shrugs, then punches Naruto full in the face when he makes a crack about her under-developed chest. See, Naruto says, rubbing his nose, she isn't kind at all. Kakashi rolls his eyes.

On the day of a raucous festival, Sakura sees her aloof teacher on the sidelines with his hands stuffed in his pockets. She runs to him, catching his wrists in her young fingers. He frowns down at her through his mask and tells her to leave him be. She laughs and tugs at him anyway. And Kakashi obliges, because he has only ever wanted her to know his kindness.

On the night after Sasuke and Naruto nearly kill each other, Sakura comes to him with tears. Small hands reach around his neck and he gathers her up. When her lips linger on his collar bone and her fingers tighten on his shirt, Kakashi knows that he should turn her away. But because of the way her large eyes plead, he covers her body with his own and gives her what the others could not.

After all, Kakashi is a kind teacher.
(225 words)

And another Kakashi/Sakura, because I didn't really like the first one

When Kakashi finally reached her on the battlefield, he forgot himself. Without a second thought, he gathered her limp form into his arms and crushed her into his chest, ignoring the sick squish of the grass beneath them. When he pulled back to look at her, his hands tight on her shoulders, her face was blank and her arms dangled lifelessly at her sides; a broken doll.

“Sakura,” he said, in a voice he didn’t recognize, “Sakura, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

“For what?” She said, her eyes dry and her voice flat, “It wasn’t you.”

“Sakura,” he said again, his roughened hands sliding up to catch her face between his palms, “Sakura, I-”

“No, Kakashi-sensei,” she whispered, meeting his eyes with a faraway look that frightened him, “You couldn’t have done anything differently. It wasn’t your fault.”

And then slowly, and ever so painfully, Sakura climbed to her feet. Kakashi could only stare up at her and grimace at the blood that stained her face, her forearms, and her hands. Even the tips of her long hair were matted with blood. It was her complete lack of expression that had him starting to his feet – but before he could move to stop her, she had flipped out a kunai.

“Sakura-”

And then with a quick swipe of the small blade, the long, waist length hair she’d been growing out again fell away. Caught in a swift breeze, the fine, pink strands floated away like falling blossoms.

(247 words; this one is actually part of a very long one-shot I am currently working on)

I will write a drabble for the first ten people who comment with one request of 100 words exactly. In return, they have to post this in their journal.

These are the fandoms you can choose from (any pairing):

Movies
Phantom of the Opera
Pirates of the Caribbean
Howl's Moving Castle

Anime
Rurouni Kenshin
Naruto 

Television Shows
Lost
House

There might be more, but those are what I can think of right now. If you come up with another fandom then feel free to tell me and we'll see if it's possible!

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Sakura/Kakashi

It wasn’t like memorizing a profile. You didn’t have the luxury to study lines, lips, or the breadth of his forehead. You couldn’t watch for muscles to clench along a jaw. You didn’t have the luxury of time to study. People could forgive starring at a face, but a single eye? It was a challenge and a puzzle rolled into something like temptation. You had a pupil, the color of his single eye, and once you found the key… Once you found the key, you were lost to how much emotion something so small could display. She wondered if it was deliberate. If she had just trapped herself.

I have made a recent discovery today. I've been bored so I was reading Naruto fanfiction. My sister has wonderfully decided to get me 3 graphic novels of Naruto for Christmas. I have downloaded almost the entire Naruto anime series (although I've only watched around 30 episodes. And because of all of this Naruto-mania, I've discovered that I like Kakashi A LOT! He's hot, mysterious, witty, funny, strong, talented, and all around sexy. I don't know too much about the series yet but I WANT A KAKASHI FOR MYSELF!!!! That is all for this one. I shall post a more bitter entry next.

Your element is Water: Understanding, intelligent,
quiet and calm. You know who you are and no one
can change that. Usually quiet but only because
your listening, don't let anyone think you
haven't got an opinion! Your not quiet because
your shy or sad, your usually quiet because
your thinking. Your answers are well planned
and helpful so people generally seek your
advice. Your the perfect balance between
solitary and outgoing. But sometimes you need a
little time to yourself to sort out your
emotions and figure things out. You understand
the phrase 'sticks and stone' and rarely let
things get to you, whats that important for you
to have to get so upset over? You know what you
want out of life but are simply taking your
time and enjoying things. To you your life is
fine as it is, you can always change things
later if your not happy.


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You scored as Puppy in Shoe. How cute! You are tiny and cuddly and I just want to take you home with me. Keep being that cute, little puppy!

Which mysteriously bizzare animal are you?
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