im writing my anthropology paper like i would write a blog and i've always been scared to write this way but its my favorite subject and i don't care at 2:16 in the morning.
liza wrote something on my wall today that was extremely nice. and really, it's amazing because all throughout high school only a few people knew how important it was to me that they said thank you in general. and shes known me a short time and said it, whether or not she knew it mattered. it's been done and it makes me feel different about things.
i wonder how my grade will come out.
this morning i saw a man rushing somewhere. i couldnt tell if he was a student or teacher or employee i guess it didnt really matter. he made my morning a little bit better because he was walking, in the rain, with a broken umbrella. this man was alone and he was singing. and smiling a little too. he made my morning
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