This week, I am going to start out with a joke. Knock knock. Who’s there? Bekah. Bekah who? Bekah the stupid freshmen who decided to go for a wog (walk/jog) and got lost for an hour and a half and missed class.

So that was my morning yesterday! I decided to wake up and get some exercise. I don’t like going to the gym because I feel awkward and out of place, but I don’t mind exercising outside occasionally. I usually wog (walk/jog, a term I coined myself) for about half an hour and then call it a day. My roommate Ashni went on a run earlier in the week and told me a route she took that sounded good to me. I would wog for half an hour and then make it back in plenty of time to shower and go to my eleven o’clock class. I started off at 9:45 going the way she said (or so I thought), turning right at the stoplight she had described to me. After a while, I ended up on Michigan Street. I wasn’t exactly sure where I was, but I continued up the road for a while then decided to turn right onto a side street. I have only been in Indianapolis for one month now, and I already struggle with the most direct route to get somewhere, so you already know this is going to be a trip. I turned onto 54^th street just because it was there and looked like a good street to turn on. I continued down and ended up in a neighborhood, Kessler Court or something like that. I ran around there for a little while, trying to find a way out. Then I came upon Kessler Street, which actually sounded familiar to me! I got excited and turned left. I had given up on jogging by now and just went for the walking portion of my wog. I went for a little while down Kessler then saw a sign for Michigan Street, which was exactly where I came from. I turned back around and started walking in the opposite direction. Finally I came upon two construction workers digging holes in someone’s yard. I asked for directions and they told me to continue as I was going until I ran into Illinois Street.

I had originally planned on making it back by 10:20 to shower and get ready for class, but at this point I had eliminated the plan to shower because it was 10:20. I continued down Kessler Street for a really long time, asking myself why I didn’t bring my phone. I know why, it is because I didn’t want to have to carry that, plus my iPod and keys, and I am dumb and thought it was a good idea to leave it behind. Anyway, I continued down Kessler until I finally saw Illinois. I turned on Illinois and started going for about half a mile. I saw a precious old lady in her yard gardening and I asked her for directions. She said to just keep going and I would run into shops and things where I could ask for more directions. She wasn’t much help, but she and I chatted about her son for a little bit, so I think she enjoyed my visit. I kept going on Illinois until I came across a bridge leading to the canal. By now I knew exactly where I was because my unit had walked this way a few weeks ago to get to the Flying Cupcake, which was just up the street. I knew from where I was that I still had 1.7 miles to go. Ahhgg. It was 11:00 by now so I obviously was missing class. I walked along the canal and made it back to my dorm safely. Along the way I did contemplate asking someone for a ride, but the idea freaked me out quite a bit. Although I missed class and was trekking all about the surrounding area, I did indeed learn one very important lesson from this experience: No one should ever exercise. Ever. Happy Friday and thanks for reading

Joke of the Week: What did the buffalo say to his son when he left for college? Bison.

Also, here is me and Ahsni’s pick up line, quote, and joke board today!

The pick up line, quote, and joke board.