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I saw a notebook that was somewhat like this.. not violently screwed up.
A girl was flirting with me, but I didn't pay all that much attention to it and she started chatting with this guy. He had a notebook 1/3rd full of stuff that he had written and drawn, presumably while he was in High School.
I glanced at it, and was interested in the philosophy he had... for about a paragraph, when I realized that it was all rah-rah-rah with no substance. Even without substance, the blurbs I read managed to contain a handful of factual errors.
He tells her that he knows a lot about astronomy and the galaxies, so I ask him:
"What's the nearest galaxy?"
"Alpha Centauri, a million light years away from us"
I frown, and stop paying attention.
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