"Dance Boutique. How can I coot you?"

Jul 29, 2005 14:39

Only an hour and a half unitl I am done working. Then I have to run to WalMart, pack my junk and go to Brandon for the conference which I am really excited about.

Work is boring boring everything is boring.

Moving day = Monday and then I will have a super sweet gym at my very doorstep. I will be taking advantage of that.

Atom + Me + Miami = HAHAHAHAHAHA No one else is invited. (except dave)

I dont know why I say things when I know others will get mad but I dont care if they do but I have been trying not to do that but I really wanted to comment on Robbys lj like this: "shutupshutupshutup." But I knew he would get mad and delete it so I did it here so he cant. Dear Robby, Please nararate your life as if it was a Lifetime Original Movie. Everything cant possibly be that profound. Love, Angie PS. Dont get mad, this is intended to be malicious... just brutely honest.

I am now regretting writing the above paragraph but I am going to stand by it. Everybody loves a little cooter. I didnt make that up, the city of inverness did. I cant be held respondsible.

One hour and fifteen minutes.

People that come into the store think I am in high school and they ask me where I dance. I tell them that I have finished my minor in dance at USF and they seem amazed that not only am I in college, but I have been there fo rso long. Do I seriously look like I am seventeen?? lishgag[ogsngmcnixyewa.
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