I was going to go to the gym but I didn't. I was going to do work but I didn't. I was going to live my life but I didn't.
So it goes.
I'm taking my lifegaurding test tomorrow. I'm worried about it. But I worry about everything. I'll be fine. Right?
I've been doing a little more work on the Novel. Sometimes I like it and think that it's my baby and it's perfect, and sometimes I hate it more than anything. It's a good thing that I don't exhibit any characteristics of bipolar disorder, right?
Today my sociology class visited an elementary school in Detroit. They had four things that my school doesn't have: windows, glitter, metal detectors, and recess.
I have an overwhelming urge to go to Finance tomorrow and do some day trading. Day trading that involves no actual money.
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| I loved this typography inside the Eiffel Tower |
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| There were random gas pumps on the street. I thought it was weird. And gas was crazy expensive. |
3 Fab Fans:
Sam, you will do well . . . and you will continue to grow and engage this crazy world . . . and you will win . . . I have enjoyed your photos of france and I am looking forward to the stories . . . peace
You will ace that test.
Ooooh, pretty writing.
Thanks, Mr. Stotler. Thank you.
I did ace that test. Well, I passed. I don't know what my score was, but I did get a few wrong.
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