My Day in Detail

Yeeah.

Today I tried out this um.. gym, work-out place, whatever you call it.. Curves. *nods* Women-only gym.
Huuh.. I'll quit talking 'mhm..mhm' and just explain.

So, mom wakes me up. It's 2:00 in the afternoon, and I was having a very vivid about two people dressed like ninjas, guy and a girl, all black with real swords and masks.. And I open my eyes, close them again, open, close, and decide to just lay there for a bit longer.
"useless matter is online!"
"yeah yeah yeah yeah.." I think to myself 'mmm.. I'll get up soon. It'd be fun to talk to him...' and doze off and fall asleep again. I wake up ten minutes later. Mom comes in again.
"Tanya!! Get up!!" I slowly sit up in bed, glancing at the mirror across the room, resting eyes upon a tangled mass of hair. I sigh to myself, carefully maneuvering legs and feet to clear ground, avoiding the many piles of paper and boxes of nicknacks surrounding my bed. Step closer to the mirror, run hands through hair, trying to find the part, straightening the curled mess. Walk to the bathroom. Try to untangle the mess more, blink at my reflection. Looked down. The same clothes as yesterday.. A black shirt with a drawstring neckline, lightly scattered white flowers and vine, and a pair of baggy moss-colored shorts. I shake my head. I fell asleep in all my clothes again..
"Tanya, want some breakfast?"
"sure"
Sat down in front of the computer, at about 2:39 PM. Ate breakfast. Scrambled eggs and toast with blackberry jelly. It sat there for a while.
"Don't let your food get cold!!"
"yeah yeah, I know, I'm eating"
Slowly ate the food.
Noted that Zandry wasn't online. Felt disappointed. Thought 'Aww man! And mom says he was just here!'
Continued to eat slowly. Finished. Drank a bottle of orange juice.
Getting bored, sitting looking at the monitor, I asked Alex through IM, "bleeeeeeeach? bleach bleach bleach now" He said fine. I pulled a chair over, rolling 'obliviously' over mom's papers and bills scattered about the floor.
"Tanya!"
"Hey, there's no other way to get across" I chuckle. I get headphones and hand the cord to Alex, and sit down next to him at the other computer. He opens up an internet window to cover the fact that we're watching anime, and then opens an episode of Bleach.
We watch two, and then it's time for me to go. Mom had said the previous day she'd be taking me to a gym she was a part of, well, at some time I had asked.
My fear of being the weakest person ever in a class of boys made me worry to the point of deciding I should get some sort of exercise in my schedule of nothing. I decided to boost my confidence (or to make me more brave.. or something) I'd take the class that no girls seemed to take - weight training. A class full of idiotic guys who have egos that should explode their heads. I could hear them on the other side of the gym, in the time I had taken Individual Sports. So my fear of the embarrassment of 'girl weakness' got me into it.
"Yeah yeah, I'm coming" I half-shout down the stairs, and slowly stand, turning to walk back downstairs. Nervous thoughts start going through my head, trying something new, something I wasn't good at, for sure.
"Hey mom, what am I supposed to wear?"
"What you've got on is fine. Just wear some tennis shoes"
I go to my room and grab some socks out of the top drawer, finding my shoes on the floor near my bed. I glance warily at the ceiling, where I'd seen a spider just the other night. Step into my shoes, I scuttle behind mom as she opens the door and we head out.
The front seat of the van is hot, and my skin burns for a moment as I let my arms rest back against the seat.
"When it's hot in here, open the window!" my mom exclaims, opening it all the way for me with the button on her side. I sigh and close it a bit, not liking a full blast of air in my face. We drive down our street, turn left.
"Hey Tanya, look down the street and see if you can see Carson and Riley" I don't really want to bother, but I turn my head to look, and she does too. Not seeing them, she takes another left. She shouts to Robin through the window.
"Where are Carson and Riley?"
"They're trying to get people who want a car wash, and also selling juice at the corner"
Mom and her talk for a while, and I lean my head on my hand, waiting to go. 'Don't start blabbering.. Especially when you're shouting out a window..' I think to myself, feeling a tinge of awkwardness. I look forward as she blabbers, and see Carson and Riley sitting there at their table, waiting for customers.
Mom finally stops talking, and drives forward, gasping as she always does upon the sight of them on the corner.
"Look, there's Carson and Riley!" she exclaims to me. 'I know..' I think. She drives up to the corner. I give a feeble wave. "Hi-!" she says. She continues to shout out the window over me, and I sit and wait for her to be done. She buys a drink. She asks them about business. We finally get going.
"You want some?" She motions at the drink of unknown juice. My natural refusal instinct kicks in.
"Nah.." I say. But I really don't want it.
We drive down the familiar road, and stop to turn.
"..But.. how does it work? What do I do? I don't know how to do any of it" I say worriedly.
"Well... So, it's just one room, and a circle of exercise machines.. You just start out on one and it says on signs what to do, and they'll probably show you. You go on that machine for a while, and then from the speakers it says 'change stations' and you go one to the left.. Between each of the machines is a little platform where you just keep moving between stations.."
"Oh great..." I say, not liking the thought.
"Yeah, I know, I felt really stupid when I first did it, but after a while you get used to it and it doesn't matter.. Anyway, you just continue doing that, and if you're doing something wrong don't worry, because one of the trainers will come over and tell you. And don't worry about it, no one knows what they're doing at first, they're used to it."
"mm.." We go silent, and I look out the window.
We turn to park, and I hop out, following mom up the stairs and to the left. We enter, and I glance nervously around, trying to absorb how everything works with my gaze alone. Her description was fairly accurate, a circle of machines, platforms between each. I look at the people working out. Not many, four or so. I glance at the main desk. Mom tells the lady sitting there that she was having me try it out, and mom and I walk over to the table on the left to fill out some papers and sign things.
"Just so we won't sue them" my mom says. I fill out the paper, glancing over agreements, initialing and at last signing.

I'll continue this later..