I'm wondering what the heck is up with all of my health problems lately. I mean, none of them are serious enough probably to even be considered "problems," but they bug me enough to need to do something about them and it's annoying. I feel like in the past two years I've gotten to be like 40 years old or something. I hope this isn't a taste of aging disgracefully. :(
A gentleman with an accent came up to the advising desk yesterday morning at Heartland. I quietly and cordially asked him if I could ask where he was from and he said England. And then I asked if I could ask where at in England and he said Liverpool. And I told him that I was there over the summer, in Cambridge, doing an internship. He had no interest in my story and I was bummed. I really wanted to talk England with him and ask him why he was here, of all places, but he just wasn't having it. :(
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