No, really, do I have to go back?

04/01/2012 14:30

Sur le blog Cara's Closet

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No, really, do I have to go back?

First day back was rough. It was "Welcome back, Oh, right, I don't know how to do my job yet." When I finally got out of there (the "end of the day" comes a lot faster than I remember and I may have forgotten how much I can logically do in that time), it took me an extra 30 minutes to get home. Plus, the guy beside me on the first bus definitely was on a distinctively scented illicit substance, and the guy beside me on the second bus had a knife in his pocket*. Some days my life just isn't glamorous. But I liked what I wore! *(Dear Mom: if you are concerned about my safety, please know I decided against walking through the sketchy neighbourhood, despite the fact it...

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