Friday, July 13, 2007

listening to: buses and trains by bachelor girl.

well, firstly lets kick this off with the great announcement that it's finally friday the 13th! what relevance that has in connection with my life or post, i'm still not sure about.

cruising along the other day with the fellow eurasian in her red rah-rah, we were singing, or rather attempting to, along with jessica simpson and exemplifying coolness, as we usually do. because we all know jessica simpson is the ultimate cool music to listen to.

fast forward to the arrival at the gym, or watering hole as it sometimes appears to me. i've begun to notice the mannerisms of the different groups at the gym. over at the bodybuilding/weightlifters side, you've got the generic jocks, or so it appears. these are typically the beefy men with their god complexes, eyeing one another up in a competition for the big and buffest title. of course, they manage to multitask too, an act i'm surprised doesn't exert too much pressure on their minuscule brains. their definition of multitasking would have to fall under being able to lift weights, check out possible competition and also, *gasp* keep a look out for possible prey too! now, when i say prey, i mean anything with boobs, legs and a butt.

of course, one could argue that some of these men fall under that category too. have you seen their pecs? they possess a bigger bra size than i could ever hope to gain.

then you've got the ones on the badminton court. these men amuse me greatly. hyper, bubbly and full of energy, they know how to enjoy a great game and it's easy to see as well. people like this generally tend to have the same sort of perspective and attitude towards life. i'm always tempted to run up to them and hug them because they're just too damned cute. jumping and running all over the place, catcalling to one another and shouting out loud and jovial comments, oblivious to the others in the gym.

of course you have the real gym bunnies, hopping all over the place. from the treadmills to the bike machines and then the sit up machines. these are where most of the girls can be located. these people, though they are friendly, tend to keep to themselves. of course this doesn't include the exceptions; the people who mingle with all these groups and are able to get along with everybody, or rather, don't fall into one single category.

finally, outside we have the swimmers/smokers. these people tend to be more laid back, relaxed and have an equal balance of seriousness and a joking manner too. unable to distinguish any common traits between them, this appears to be the more eclectic and diverse bunch with a wide range of variety between the lot.

often, in the changing room of the gym though, i am tempted to run around in the nude, if only to shock the other women there. personally, i'm fine with nudity. i'm all for being naked - haha - yet these women seem to cower at the very thought of revealing any parts excepting legs, arms and heads. of course, this is most likely due to upbringings or cultures which i completely respect and understand, but really. we're all girls (i'd hope) and the extremities they take just to stay covered is absurd and a little tad dramatic.

which group i'm a part of remains to be seen though. maybe i should join the bodybuilders and start to beef up. maybe thats the key to bigger boobs. steroids, anyone?