I forgot my headphones which means I'm privy to everyones breathing, talking, phone calls, and well whistling. I'm not going to say it's my favourite thing in the world, but I'd be lying if I said I hated it. I kinda feel connected. Perhaps the best way to describe it is that I am tolerating it and not freaking out. Should I really be patting myself on the back for this one? Well if you knew me when I was 18 you'd be patting me on the back too.
So in light of the whistling, this happened.
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