A muse me

A friend of mine once told me that there is no more original thoughts in this world. I just looked at him and said, “you know what, that’s pretty original.”

I was walking home from school late at night, and I had a great many thoughts going through my mind. When unbeknown to me, I had uttered out something that I said in my head. The guy in front of me just turned around and looked at me weird. I then continued to walk and talk saying,” Uh huh, that’s right honey I’ll see you soon,” and acted like I had been talking on a phone with a wireless mic.

Sometimes while going to all these classes and learning about all this techmology. I’m afraid that I’m going to graduate and not know how to do anything, but look intelligent in a class. (what am I talking about I still can’t do that)


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