The freshman 15ish…

I am going to call it what it is. I was back in school and stressed out like a playa about to go on Maury Povich. I managed to work out before I started school and was active and then—bam. I went into the study, sleep, work, class cycle; wash, rinse, repeat until graduation. In …

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You’re rude…

Excuse me? I am not sure how being curt is viewed as rude. If I’m curt or short with you, it is because time is of the essence. Someone who doesn’t understand curtness said that to me the other day. They were also offended by the “foul language” that was being used in the nurses’ …

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