noticed you... noticing me
(... but I freaking chickened out and didn't do anything about it )

On this beautiful Saturday afternoon, I was at the gym for my regular grind and sweat. As I was doing my tricep pulls, I noticed that I had a great view of this cute dude doing his leg presses. Tall, Asian, beautiful build, black jersey and red basketball shorts. sigh...

Then he turned around and threw a few glances my way. heh heh heh! And for the next half hour or so, he stayed within a few metres in my proximity (I swear it wasn't just me doing the stalking!). Threw a few more glances and made eye contact.

But then the dude dropped off the radar and I had already went into overtime for my workout, so I called it a day and headed to the changerooms. On my way there, as I reached the end of the hallway, dude appeared from around the corner! Eye contact #2 was made for a split sec but I spazzed and looked at my feet as we passed each other. Then I kicked myself in the changeroom for not smiling or holding eye contact for longer, and swore that I will say hi the next time I see him, if I ever do.

As I was walking up the stairs to leave the building, it turned out that he was still there (!!). Made eye contact #3 and we practically collided as we were trying to get out the door. But damn my nerves, my throat closed and I threw my eyes back down to look at my scuffed shoes.

Aaaaand... we parted ways outside the doors.

Real smooth, Amy. You blew three chances.
epic fail.