This is a story that is either a result of… (1) my complete and utter lack of faith in humanity, (2) proof that I have been hit on by one too many creepers, or… (3) the fact that I possibly have a dirty mind.
I never thought I’d get to drag my billions of interests along with me to med school. Sure, I figured I’d still be able to make enough time to go to the gym to lift weights and to cook food for myself and possibly, just once in a while, I’d perhaps be able to …
Let’s face it: in a small town where everyone knows everyone, if you show your face in public at all (aka if you’re not a complete basement-dweller), you’re bound to gain a reputation of some sort.
Among my friends, I’m known as the jack of all trades (with the exception of my neighbor, who calls …
Although I really shouldn’t complain, since we’re lucky to even have one (with “free” membership, since it’s included into our monstrous tuition), there are a few things I really wish our gym could have. I’ve been getting kinda pissy at whoever’s been leaving all their weights everywhere. (If I knew who he was [I can …
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