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wRamblings of a Giggling Baka |
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Heed the words of a Psycho!
On The 01-09-05, The Baka Is Currently....
Feeling...Remoseful
Listening To...Magic by the Cars
Wearing...MASH shirt and MASH Pjs
Talking to...no one
Eating...nada
Drinking...Pepsi One
Reading...Too many books!
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Can You See Me?
Thursday, July 10, 2003 |
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~*~Rant Day~*~
Topics of the Day:
Work
Dad
Bruises
Work
Appartently I have landed myself a job as a part time worker at the drugstore. Uhhh, how? I've worked there twice and it's been horrible. I keep messing up the cash register and I do detest those costumers. I rather work behind the counter somewhere like my mom did when she worked at McDonald's. They sad thing is too that I can't pick the times i want to work unlike my fellow workers. For I can not drive so I have to work the whoooole time my dad is there. It SUCKS! I HATE IT! I do not want to work for him on his time! I want my own schedule! Graaah! On top of that, I watch my cousins and make a decent hoard from that. When I'm not being too lazy, I do my dad's laundry and get money. I haaaaaate working for my dad and yet I've dragged into it. I did not want to work for him until I had my own car so I could come and go as I pleased. Graaaaah!
Dad
I freaking swear he is trying to take over my life! I mean, I want to do things my own way. I want to schedule my own work and my own fun. I don't want to go to the Muny band practices or preformances at the time being, I don't want to practice my intrusment on a daily basis (I prefer four days out of the seven for practicing), I don't want to do things with him usually cuase he dictates it all. I mean reallly...I want my own life. I want to do things my own way. I want to live my own dream...I don't want to be a pharmicist and take over the drugstore someday. Maybe I don't want to be a nurse...but I want to go into some medical field. I don't know want yet...Nursing spells Mo over and over but I'm not sure...I'm just not sure. Am I too young to decide these things yet?
Bruises
Oh...my...cookies! Am i covered with bruises!! I have this gigantic on my hip...hurts like heck when I bump it against things...don't ask me how I got that one...I just did. I've hand it for like five days now...and it's a really not that pretty. ^_^;; about as big as my fist too....creepyness. Then I have bruises up and down my arms from running into things...playnig with my dogs...and falling over all the time. It's rather bothersome, ya know? ::sighs:: All well. My mom is coming home today. She'll make it all better. ^_^ Happy happy happy.
T3H B4K4 last Rambled @
7:35:00 PM
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