Oh my gosh! Look! I'm posting on this thing! After how many months? I don't think I've touched it since school started. But that's ending now. Yes, I have just about almost completed my first semester of college! It felt fast. And was brutally racked by failure! See below.
I discovered that I lost the t-shirt contest design I entered...to someone in
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Anyway, I saw a guy smoking a cigarette on the train too (maybe it was the same guy...? Was he bald with glasses? If yes then yes.) Which at first surprised me like crazy and then I realized, oh it must be one of those electric cigarettes. I couldn't smell anything, but he was far enough away where smelling could've gone either way. But you're not allowed to smoke on the train, so that is the only plausible conclusion.
How is it that your romantic mind saw a hobo? Wouldn't a romantic mind see the somewhat-impossible beauty? Not the ugly??
Looking forward to more journals!!
xoxo, Rebecca
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