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I'm at tutoring and it is boring. I don't mind being here when it's raining, but when it's sunny it really just hurts. Also, I neglected to bring my reading, which is a complete lack of forsight on my part. I still have half an hour. In which no one will come, cause that's how it works. People only come when you have loads of stuff to do. It's so quiet I just might explode. Or fall asleep. Option #2 seems more likely, as the coffee this morning was even than ususal, and my sleep was interupted by dreams of Tim Curry giving me a pirate belt for my birthday. And John Cleese being my uncle. And Peter Pan. Honestly. No wonder I never feel rested.
Speaking of my birthday, it is coming up fast. I shall be 20, which really just seems too old. Perhaps, when you're twenty, storeownders stop giving you dirty looks when you browse in their shops because you're a teenager. However, seeing as I was just carded at a movie theater a couple weeks ago, this does not seem likely to happen.
Speaking of my birthday, it is coming up fast. I shall be 20, which really just seems too old. Perhaps, when you're twenty, storeownders stop giving you dirty looks when you browse in their shops because you're a teenager. However, seeing as I was just carded at a movie theater a couple weeks ago, this does not seem likely to happen.