Yeah, so I commute to uni with my friends, and I... met a guy in Computer Science lecture. I still think he's very good-looking (you know who you are, and I warn you against reading this book).
Here's the entry.
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The guy from Climate Science used to blast various genres of music up until the prof got to class and started setting up her stuff. I miss those days.
Hopefully this gives you a better sense of what I might post here. I'll continue the "saga" of the guy who I thought was cute in future chapters.
Once again, I'll omit names, locations and such, and I'll ask permission from my friends to post text conversations here—images in this journal—because oh boy, they were integral in this bit of my life.
(Heads up—If an entry doesn't fit on my phone screenshots, I might go on my computer and screenshot from there.)
