So I’ve been looking through pictures on my laptop and I found well 800 photos from last summer (I know I take way too many photos) when me and my boyfriend had our summer holiday. 533 more words
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I was called “son” by an old guy for the first time.
Like “sorry, son!” He was in my way or something, I can’t remember. He mildly inconvenienced me and then called me “son.” Not like he was my dad, but you know, like old men sometimes call young men “son” for some reason. 313 more words
You just seem to ooze a grace & charm that is incredibly seductive to others, even if that is not your intention!
Stop & think before taking actions you may later regret… 429 more words
Well, look at that: it’s been over two months since my last post, which was honestly a bit of a cop-out. I’ve been feeling guilty about this for awhile, but Tom managed to cheer me up: “There’s no way you can be worse at your blog,” he said, “than you are at Instrumental Analysis.” 1,020 more words