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Info  If you've found this blog, then chances are great that you know me. I'm just a regular asian schoolgirl, and there's nothing out of the ordinary with me. But alongside that, I am a violinist, an artist, a model, a travel enthusiast, and a web designer. I love many things such as: my culture, foreign languages, books, stuffed animals, the rain, and animals. In the same breath, I dislike a few things. These few would consist of: homework, cold weather, milk, heights and crowded beaches. I also have my share of hopes and dreams alongside everyone else.
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Saturday, September 27, 20083:26 PM
i feel icky  Fact: I've been under the weather latelyIf you guys haven't noticed, I've been under the weather lately. Well, every since Monday I have been feeling something in the back of my throat. It's just this annoyance that won't go away. It's all his fault that I caught this. For the past few mornings that I've awoken, it's horrible. I can't really afford to miss a day of school. Well, not that I be in deep trouble, but I just don't want to miss things that happen in class. It's sophmore year and I can't really afford to get a bad grade. Maybe I just put a lot on my plate. I was in a rush this morning so I look like trash, and walked out of the door with the wrong pair of glasses. Again. I hate the fact that I have to wake up early every single day. And on Sunday of course I have to go to my stupid confirmation classes. Really, I don't think you need to go through two years to finally get confirmed. I believe that all this church wants is money. I mean I should've been confirmed in the coming months, but no, I have to wait another year and do twenty hours of hanging out with old people. Nice, just nice. But once again I had to go to freakin work. Have I told you how much I hate my fucking job? Yes, I probably have, but I want to refresh you on it. I hate this job. The fact that I have to come in everyday next week and for the following weeks because of the fact that our receptionist is going back to school to become a dental assistant. Does it look like I have the time or the patience for this? Do I seriously have to come in when I'm pretty much on the verge of strep throat? But whatever, I'll get over it. I'm outrageously tired today. I just want to fall asleep, but then again, there aren't many places for you to rest your head. Especially in a salon. ---- |
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