I'm talking to a dude today about an apprentinship.
Wish me luck! I'm really really nervous. BLAH!

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I should have picked up fencing.

This drama doesn't even involve me but I love hearing about it.
It's like a sick closure. That's all.
I'll be attending "Beatdown Fest" now.

My hair is too damaged.

RANT!
Oh you worthless RCKTWN volunteers that are all under the age of 16 piss me off.
I don't ever see you clean, sell water, watch the stairs, or anything.
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Oh and my ex-boyfriend is a skeez-bag...STILL!

I wish I could go school supply shopping. I like new pencils and binders and all that shit.

As I keep waiting, wishing and watching, I still get letdown, every time.

I HATE IT WHEN THIS HAPPENS.
I LOVE WHEN THIS HAPPENS.

WISH LIST TIME!
Now that I'm making some money and have some to spare I've been lurking around the interwebs and even at my own job and found some things that will be in my room/closet/car very soon.


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