Frustration.

Today when I woke up, I thought of one thing.. and one thing alone. That is, to go back to sleep again. haha. Good thing that my aunt kept on telling me to get up and work out a little. So that's what I did. I called up my two close buddies JB and Bar and went to our usual local gym. I remembered the first time I decided to make the gym a regular habit back in January of 2009.

Jan2009-

In this early time of the year, I was but waiting for the confirmation of my OJT company to call me up and say that my program would start. And I think I receieved a word from them that it was already Feb-ish that it would actually begin. So what I thought to be a good idea was to do something productive so I wouldn't be just lying all day on the bed or spending too much time in front of the computer and also to keep my mind off things(see Appendix B. Breakup Analysis =))) So I started this reckless encounter with a bunch of benches and weights and headed on to my journey in maybe the best things that I have invested on, which is losing weight hahaha.

And so it continued on as my days in the gym went well (thanks to my gym buddies who taught me the dos and donts around the gym and a couple of programs or two) and my OJT program has just started. Working in this company was nice and not boring for me, because one of my friends from Formdev works there and I think having friends in an organization is actually the only thing I need to have fun and never feel boredom. I met a lot of new friends like Neal and my fellow OJT friends Glenn and the other guy who has contacts in Embassy whom I feel terrible about cause I forgot his name hahaha. During my OJT days, again to keep my mind off things, I would spend most of the after office hours on friday nights, hanging out with my friend JayR and going to bars and clubs around the metro. It was fun at first, but I realized that this was not totally who I was, then the whole bar hopping thing became boring and lame-o all of a sudden.

I still went to the gym sometimes after office hours, and just today, which is November 25, I realized one more thing. I think going to the gym or just being fit and well should be one of my concerns in life. Cause once I see that six,eight pack come out and those chest bumps finally revealing, man, that would be awesome ..hahaha :)) Not to be shallow and all, but it really boosts up my confidence. And at times when I lift that 100lbs. barbell, to be able to complete my sets, I'd say to myself, ARGH THIS ONE'S FOR **** :)) That would be nice, one thing that a girl could be proud of her man. Coz its just so damn masculine (Except for those eww fags damn it get away from our straight gym wahahaha):p

I am frustrated. I am Christian.