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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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Thursday, October 9, 20083:33 PM
you suck  Fact: You suckSo yeah, it's been a little while since I've updated anything, so today I feel as I might as well since the only thing I really should be doing is typing up a History paper that I had a month to do, which is, due tomorrow. I just feel like not doing it at the moment. So, the same is the same. I got contacts on Monday, but I don't see it as much as a big deal. The only thing is that I'm now forced to put some make up on every morning. If I didn't I'd look like the loch ness monster. And plus, my glasses always hid my face. Modeling in is the same. I got scolded for undereating. But I only eat when I'm hungry anyway. We had a workout class and a hair class, and I felt greatly compelled to buy a Bosu ball. If you don't know what it is, it's like a huge exercise ball cut in half with a platform. It's actually quite fun. School's been the same. It's been much more enjoyable recently I have to say. I've found out I'm really good at soccer, and I find this a great surprise. I never thought I was good at it at all, but now, I'm kinda sad that it's coming to an end. Besides, I HATE football. And plus, I find it really fun that the amazing soccer players want me on their team and are scared of me. But then there are those people who I want to punch the shit out of. Well, you know who you are. You're the ones that never shut the fuck up about shit no one cares about, the ones that try to fake punch each other in slo-mo thinking you're from DragonBall Z, and you know, just annoying. Did I tell you that you ruin my day? I just can't deal with you anymore. You're just so, blech. I want to slap some sense into you. I mean, what's with the attitude? Cause it bugs the shit out of me. I just want to get away from it all. I want to take a long long long long long vacation. Or just send you away for a long time to some remote region of the world where polygamists 'honor kill' you or something. Until you grow up, leave me the hell alone. I'd rather get shot. ---- |
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