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fido is the most interesting place to watch people. there really is no telling what genre of person will walk in next. the skeavy dude with the denim threads and barely washed hair slash teeth. the doctors who stare uncomfortably at my face. (i decide its merely my perfect bone structure..?) the vanderbilt. the belmont. the hipster. the scenester. the musician. the very sleepy barista who sits here at this very computer, and curiously asks herself, "why havent i taken a nap?" and "why am i not working on these essays that await their fate in seven days?". and i cant really answer that question. lack of focus. too much distraction. lack of sleep. too much coffee. not sure. all i know is..seven photos. two kick ass essays one stellar application. due in less than a week. 

oh dear.