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Name: Kami
Country: United States
State: California
Birthday: 1/19/1988
Gender: Female
Interests: Drawing, Writing, Webdesign, Films, Television, Internet, Manga, Videogames, Reading, Tarantino Movies, Classic Films, and the great Audrey Hepburn, basically films and movies in general.
Expertise: Drawing, Films, TV Shows, Knowlege of said films and tv shows, it's stars, some directors, etc. which can be very unnecessary when you're trying to study for a test
Occupation: Artist
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  dreamchan7
Member Since:
5/11/2004
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| Ugh... I think I'm slowly dying...
I have to finish papers, prep for finals, go to work (fri & sat), wrap xmas presents and make some. :(
And now I am sneezing a ton. :(
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| lol it was one of those days, I was retarded at work. :\ Oh well. Getting back into the groove of things before I take off for a month and get stupid when I come back again hahahahaha. :| I hope I'll get better at this. I hate being slow. ;_;
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| So I has a job.
I still can't believe it and I didn't have to do shit to get it either.
Yay for my dad he actually pulled through for me this time.
And it's fun like how I imagine working in a record store would be only with hats, lots and lots of hats. Damn I'm working in retail now.
So weird...
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| Hello Xanga, it's been about a month since last I wrote.
I'm kinda still in the same place but I think I'm gonna move on and get back on track.
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| Hey Xanga it's been a long time, a lot's happened since last I wrote.
I've fallen and might I say it's pretty hard. *nervous laugh* Oh I really don't know what will become of me. Golly, I kinda hate this. :\ I hate it even more because there's a chance, a confusing as hell chance that maybe there could be something there but you know I honestly don't know if I'm just reading too much into it, imagining things or what. Well only time will tell. Let's hope it's soon rather than later. I don't know how much more sane I will be. hahaha
I'm reaching that point where I could just tell him myself right now. Only I probably couldn't at the same time. Oh how I loathe thee emotions, for screwing with my mind and keeping my focus off track.
And damn childhood trauma, I serious think that one incident just screwed me up for life or at least so far. :( Sometimes I wish my mouth would just blurt it out and bam it'd be out in the open in front of him but no I am far to reserved/shy/quiet to physically do that.
Oh what I hate most of all? Is that I'm begun typing these types of entries.
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