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It was roughly 10 o’clock on a Friday morning and I was on my way backhome from a test when a fellow brother man climbed on a taxi that I Continue Reading
It was roughly 10 o’clock on a Friday morning and I was on my way backhome from a test when a fellow brother man climbed on a taxi that I Continue Reading
If you are like me and you find making and taking phone calls as just plainawkward or making a proper conversation with someone a mission. You oftenask yourself what is Continue Reading
Procrastination might be the death of you. This could come across as anoverly melodramatic statement. How dare I say that? When, in fact my writingof this piece is a form Continue Reading