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I love organizing computer folders that haven't been touched in ages. In the midst of all the old research papers, I found an autobiography I wrote for some class in 8th grade. It's sad, but I actually laughed at my own jokes in it. Though I have no recollection of writing it, I must say that my predictions for the future were quite accurate.
"Most likely, I’ll end up as a janitor at a highway rest stop who never graduated ninth grade."
"Most likely, I’ll end up as a janitor at a highway rest stop who never graduated ninth grade."