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morganskyeThis past week I've found it hard to get motivated enough to get my butt up and go to the gym. It was easier in the evenings to go, but I can't do that now due to Lowe's. Thankfully I've found what I needed to make me get going. Hate and revenge. Yup! And I found that with the help of Katie Campbell. She was at my gym this morning wearing one of those seriously impractical costumes that show far too much and limits movement (aka the 'lookit me!') outfit. Anyway, she appears to have matured mentally a bit. A little bit. She moved down several treadmills after I picked my spot. Funny that because there was already 2 empties and one of her friends between us. I guess she figured I was going to walk over there and punch her lights out. I did want to, but I do have tact. I suppose I should tell you the back story...
In middle school I was in GATE class (gifted and talented education). She was also, which I find amazing to say the least. She would torment me constantly and unfortunately I didn't have the balls and wit to get her to stuff it. She disappeared in high school, but was replaced by other twits. I'm sure she'll be happy to know that she's one of the people that have made me hate skinny people. Wait, let me elaborate. I hate skinny 'I know I'm what society wants' vapid, brainless ninnies that couldn't have a free thought if their Gap jeans depended on it. I have many skinny friends and I love them all, but when some fashion plate walks up to me and calls me some unoriginal name that belongs back in elementary school...well you get the point.
Anyhoo, this encounter made me realize two things. One, my outer attitude has changed so much that most of those who picked on me in school are now afraid of me. Two, I need to get into shape for my pending reunion. It's three years away, which is more time than I'll need. *rubs hands together and grins madly* All will fear my wrath!! And my kick-ass shoes! Bwahahahahahaaaaaaa!!!!
In middle school I was in GATE class (gifted and talented education). She was also, which I find amazing to say the least. She would torment me constantly and unfortunately I didn't have the balls and wit to get her to stuff it. She disappeared in high school, but was replaced by other twits. I'm sure she'll be happy to know that she's one of the people that have made me hate skinny people. Wait, let me elaborate. I hate skinny 'I know I'm what society wants' vapid, brainless ninnies that couldn't have a free thought if their Gap jeans depended on it. I have many skinny friends and I love them all, but when some fashion plate walks up to me and calls me some unoriginal name that belongs back in elementary school...well you get the point.
Anyhoo, this encounter made me realize two things. One, my outer attitude has changed so much that most of those who picked on me in school are now afraid of me. Two, I need to get into shape for my pending reunion. It's three years away, which is more time than I'll need. *rubs hands together and grins madly* All will fear my wrath!! And my kick-ass shoes! Bwahahahahahaaaaaaa!!!!
