As human beings, we are ever changing. Today, I realized that I might not be cut out for this journalism route in life. The day before I was so hoping to get that journalistic job in London. Aren't we ever changing? Or rather just me? It is so ironic when we (or I) selfishly prefer things not to change. I suppose it's because we (or I) just cannot handle change. It is like being the person that farted and you can't smell the scent. I know. Interesting analogy. But isn't that true?
Well. I just thought I should write a little here and there, just to get into the mood of writing. Any how, I have the strangest question ever. How do snails reproduce? Like seriously.
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