Bookmark Life

Sometimes in life, in do things so they stand as bookmarks. Reminders that you have visited it, and need to visit it again.

Every semester, I get a gym locket at school. I have actually used the thing, about say, 20 times throught the years. But while I may not use it much, it serves the purpose of reminding me that I need to go to the gym and work out.

Much like my gym memberships of the best. (Sorry mom for the financial hassle. Oops!) It's a semi-motivation to do what you need to do.

So again, with renewed hope, I will wake up at f'ing 4AM, take a shower, and head downtown.

Why?

It's simple. That's when you get the full and half sized lockers. If you are not there any earlier, you end up with a 1/3 locker. Those frankly suck. You can pretty much fit your bookbag in there. Nevermind a workout bag, or say, clothing. You might squeeze it there, but good luck. Also, you get a lesser chance of your stuff getting funkified. Yes, lockers have vent holes, and when the number of lockes adjacent to yours multiplies, you can imagine what happens. More chance for that male funk to infuse all your stuff.

This semester, I will hopefully be visiting my beloved, randomly assigned, hopefully half-size, locker, a lot more.