” because I didn’t know how to say “oat” or “soy” or “whole”), pour ici, merci ... exchanged and the coffee poured into a ceramic cup for me to sip at the window
09:35. i hobble out of bed and pour myself some milk. there's a ridiculous amount of snow outside. i pull out some leftover pizza and walk to ... , all my commitments that day were over. i pour myself some more milk and
principles. The plight of the Dreamers presents a profound question of fairness ... gratitude and appreciation for a country founded on a dream of fairness. I ... keep that promise of fairness for the Dreamers, too.
Additionally
I was fairly negligent in documenting my adventures in photos. Alas ... / athletics / arts fairs, where I found Mollie (decked out in full cheerleader garb) hanging out with Timur (MIT '10).
After the fairs, I hit Lobby 7
Continued reflections on love at the Institvte (and really just love irl) from the guy who wrote THIS seven months ago. Enjoy :)
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So last time I poured out all that I had in my brain regarding my