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After three very long months of nothing but playing videogames, eat domino's pepperoni pizza and laying on my bed for more than sixty five percent of my summer break. Man there goes another summer down the drain. I should have working out but noooooo I had to play videogames all day long. Ahh, maybe I could turn myself around this school year. Maybe get a girlfriend, lose some weight and just maybe I could be happy for once Well it’s a brand new day, and I wanted to start of my new school year on the right foo t so I decided to wear favorite silky smooth dress shirt; but there was one small problem my dress shirt was a bit too tight right around
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I stood in the doorway motionless. As I came to I responded to,” maybe you should stop buying me fast food every day”. To which she replied “well stop calling me and asking for food ”. Touché mother touché As I was going to say something smart toward her I could hear the school bus rolling through my neighborhood which was my queue to get going I’m not just about miss my new favorite class. As I bolted to the bus stop I could already tell that I was running out of breath mid-way to the bus stop. Dam I thought to myself I’m really out of shape I can’t even run twenty five feet without gasping for air. I needed new direction. A direction that would make me feels like a badass.
What I found at the end of my path was A whole world filled with iron, blood, sweat, tears, and more iron. I got goosebumps as I hear the bulky weight smash onto the

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