Because It's Better To Be Irrational With Me Than Rational With Someone Else

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I Am Pretty Sure My Shorts Fall Off Slightly Each Time I Try Swimming With Him Next To Me

Oh yea, so I still got game, yo!

I go to the pool today for my swimming class, and... my instructor is late. Comes in the Cambodian and together we had ourselves a magical International (although I am so domesticated being in this country for more than a decade) swimming practice. Instructor comes late, apologizes a river ... but these were heard only by my blessed ears, as he spoke these words only to me; not to the Cambodian, not to the other chick, and not to the other fella, just the tiny me.

At some point, he was complimenting me how my strokes were fantastic. Yea. Make what you want from that.

At some point, he was teaching "us" (he was talking only to me...) how to float on our backs. It requires a lot of hope and patience for a person like me; it is beyond my understanding how the Instructor thought I could do it. I lose the sense/sight of the floor, I panic, I drown. Ay, some never learn. So the Instructor decided to support me, but instead he was running his hands through my back, so I panicked, I started drowning.

At some point, I asked if I can come to his other classes if I miss one, as I am planning on missing one. He told me to see him this Tuesday from 7 to 9 am for a private lesson. I am struggling here not to type a smiley face.

He told me that he is in a band (which I knew, because I stalked him). I asked what type of music (which I also knew). I asked what instrument (again...). He told me he is going on a tour and bragged about this and that. I was in "awe". I was a total groupie. Then just for dramatic effect, I ignored him, tried my back float, and started drowning.

I was freezing and he kept looking at my chest, so we finished the class, and he continued to apologize for his lateness.

I then texted Stan. Need to keep him on his toes.

2:01 a.m. - October 12, 2009

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