My have lots of fond memories about my uni days, but one of my roommates is NOT one of them. Back in our day we all stay in the dorm (
unless you were filthy rich) and the our rooms numbers and roomies were chosen for us, but usually we ended up with our coursemates, so we can 'study together' (yeah right).
Anyway, one of the years, i was paired up with this guy i wasn't really close with, let's call him Joe. He was a bit of an introvert and loner, his social skills went as far as poking the girls from the back and asking, "What your name ah?"
I didn't really get along with him well (
it's a miracle how i spent close to 19 weeks in the same 18' x 12' room as him and NOT talking much), i knew that he was an excellent athlete. He plays badminton every week, basketball almost every other day (i played with him often - he's the type that never passes the ball and shoots at every opportunity)...
As much as i didn't like him, that guy had drive and tenacity, man. One the day after coming back from our semester break, he said to me that he had put on a few pounds (
although i couldn't really care less) and he wanted to go jogging every morning before classes. Yeah, right, i said, like hell you're gonna do.
Guess what, he actually did. Every week day morning, he woke up at 7am, went jogging, came back at 7.30am, showered, and went with me for our 8am class (he always hitched a ride on my bike). Saturdays he slept in, Sunday he cycled to church.
Every morning - for 7 weeks. I can vouch for it, everytime he woke up, he inadvertently wakes me with him with his noise. Talk about single minded tenacity, man. One day during the study week before the finals, he said he had enough, and then he quit.
Everyone someone tells me they have no discipline to go to gym once a week to get fit or lose wait, i can only remember my old roomie Joe. Single minded tenacity, man...