
Used to be that I got nervous going in, getting poked and prodded and made to do all their stuff. Their quizzes, the needles, the lifting. The examining table. And how much time have I spent on that treadmill haha? But these days...I kinda look forward to it…

It makes me so mad I hate those quizzes! why can’t I get smarter?!?

no joke it’s getting harder every time I see him
I can’t stop thinking about him
he’s so stupid cuuuute
and now that Sheryl…
