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That awkward moment when you're talking to someone with an accent, and you accidentally reply with their accent. →
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happens all the time…especially after I watch Harry Potter and the rest of the day I talk with a British accent
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take me there, I’ll float along, forget about the problems, lose myself at sea…
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queue- at work
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May 20, 2012
So I talked to my mom today and I’m really going to try to get out of my rut. I do this to myself way too much and it honestly destroys me. I stop doing something, get upset that I’m not, become hopeless, and then get incredibly motivated and end up in the same cycle. Hopefully today will be my very last day of doing this. I thought maybe sharing it with others may help me out. I don’t know. Anyways I’m going to try to start the day off right with some Insanity tomorrow. I’ve been sick so i don’t know how it will go. Wish me luck! Tomorrow may be the day that turns my whole life around and I’m looking forward to it :)
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I remember my trip two years ago, to San Francisco. I took a cab to this bridge while my sister was on a conference call.
I stood there for about two hours, looking down, people watching, and wondering how far down the water was.
A girl sat next to me, and asked me, “You’re not going to jump„ are you?”
I smiled and reassured her I wasn’t. That I was just a tourist.
She then said, “You look a lot like my sister. I’m sorry, I don’t mean to make you uncomfortable. But I had to ask, can I hug you? You just look so much like her.”
I felt awkward at first, but then I realized. “She jumped?”
This girl’s face just crumpled, and she started crying. I hugged her, without a second thought, and for some reason I apologized. Not sure what else I could say.
She goes, “Those were the last words she ever spoke to me.”
And I will never forget this girl, her name was Ariana.
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