"The desert is awesome...no range Nazis...I can run drills...cook out...after we shoot, lock the guns up and party ??????... camp out and drive back the next day."
Nothing really happened, just classes, and hanging out with Ryan. Although Justin has been texting me a lot, practically begging to hang out. I asked Ryan what his deal was. "He's low on good friends, he's just looking for true friends that won't use him, and you're a good guy, so I thought you could be friends.
" That line will stick out in my memory forever. Ryan telling me what a good person I was, and how generous I am, it made me feel good. But I was being a dick and I never did reply to Justin's texts.
I needed to start working out. My abs were going away, I haven't been in a pool since I got here, I haven't been doing my morning runs in over 2 months now, its time to start up again. After classes, I headed to the fitness center in the dorms, and there was all but a couple treadmills and a few weights, and everything was full, so I figured to go to the campus gym, it was a lot bigger...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑