Weekly Blog Post

     I was sitting on the train on my way home when I saw Bill. Bill always flaunted his fit physique like he was better than everybody else, but to me it wasn't that impressive. I mean anybody can get in shape if they really wanted to, a few push-ups and crunches here and there; eating a salad every now and then it's not that hard. I don't even know why he cares about his stupid fitness so much since he's only in high school. In the middle of my rant about Bill and his ridiculous love of fitness, the train violently came to sudden stop.