I would like to proudly announce that I have written the longest Turkish paper I’ve written since 11th grade. Hoping for more like this; I actually feel competent at the end of them. Anyway. It’s three pages long, and if you were dying for a look at the front page in mirror view, you are just really lucky today.
I went on a very brave journey to the Tucson Mall last week; it is not a journey that should be travelled on public transport, nor is it a journey that should be travelled often, but I did. I’m thinking of saying it will be an annual pilgrimage that started last year and ends this year. You may say “But… that’s a two year tradition”. Well, if I may answer your statement with a statement that also happens to be a question: How many pilgrimages have YOU been on?
The reason of my pilgrimage I will not mention here, but alongside the necessary requirements of the journey, I was able to look at a lot of puppies in plexiglass cages, and a Jack Russell Terrier that was stupidly put in an x-pen that was *much* too short for it. On this pilgrimage I was also able to try on a pair of skinny jeans. They were interesting, and are better left as a concept*.
*No! Don’t envision it! You can’t. It’s a concept. Like string theory; you can’t picture it.
