My lizard died. His name was Giotto after the Italian Renaissance painter. I thought it odd that the first day I go to my Italian Renaissance class is the day my lizard that is named after an Italian Renaissance artist, dies. He was only 5 years old and he's supposed to live to 20. Wtf. I did everything right. I fed him crickets about every other
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I never know how to start these things. Especially after such a long time of vacancy. I feel like I'm meeting an old friend after years without seeing them. There's a sense of awkwardness and uncertainty. Should I just jump right in and start talking? Should I do a summary? Should I ask how they feel? I'm never good at small talk
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I haven't posted in this for about 3 years. I forgot I still had one. Lately I've been very nostalgic and reading past journals and it made me kinda miss it. I don't know if i'll continue to post in this regularly, I have a blogspot that I'm probably gonna use more. But just thought I'd say hi.
I dreamt I was dying Flying through the black sky The stars were falling fast My arms were flung out wide I came to, breathing the cold air My heart was skipping so wild And I screamed, "Would anyone care?" The ocean goes forever
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For my philosophy final paper one part of it is reading another student's paper and writing a commentary essay on it. And I was reading this student's paper from a class a few years ago that we can do our paper on and I found it really interesting. So i'm gonna post it on here and I want your thoughts
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