February 2012
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So I just sent an email to my teacher
doctorshawki:
Hi Mrs. Rose, My printer is currently being very moody, immature, and refusing to work. I may or may not be able to print my introduction paragraph and topic sentences if he continues this behavior (yes the printer is a boy, his name is Francis.) In case Francis continues this behavior, I have attached the document to this email as proof of the completion of my (ingenious) work....
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January 2012
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I can’t I can’t I can’t I can’t at all. I can’t deal with everything that’s happening. I really can’t.
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pica
dictionaryofobscuresorrows:
n. the smallest measurable unit of human connection, typically exchanged between passing strangers—a flirtatious glance, a sympathetic nod, a shared laugh about some odd coincidence—moments that are fleeting and random but still contain powerful emotional nutrients that can alleviate the symptoms of feeling alone.
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