Boring? There's Always the Gym...

It was a Wenesday night, with nothin' to do.

Then, suddenly, the gym sprang into mind...

'What the heck', I thought...It really was a slow night.

And so we walked, and walked, and walked, until we reached a building that looks like a mesh between an office block and an industrial building; the co-curricular block.

We've got a pretty decent gym. It aint great, but I'm no gym junkie...Suits me just fine.

Sweated my pants off that night. I tell ya, 2 hours in the gym maketh a man. Ended up liking it. Good way of spending a goddamn boring weeknight.

Woke up next morning feeling like jelly, but ready for class, nonetheless.

Now how's that for street talking?