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yeah, i'm writing in livejournal.
no, it's not going to be very long. or meaningful. but whatever.
my mind was racing last night, and it was hard to fall asleep. i think that's the greatest phrase ever. 'my mind was/is racing'. it describes it SO perfectly. it feels like your mind is on high speed, and you honestly can't stop it. weeeirrrddd.
i have too much to do, and not enough time to do it, which basically just stresses me the fuck out. i am stressed out. and burnt (burned?) out. i just want to go home and sit and stare with my family for awhile. and then go to flea markets with them and have them buy me things. i miss them.
my job is going well. it's money.
i lost my voice. i think it's back though. i haven't really tested it out.
isn't it weird that animals can have french owners and know what they're saying? i think that's weird. i thought all animals were american.
dance class. bye.
TRINA GET YOUR ASS UP HERE.
no, it's not going to be very long. or meaningful. but whatever.
my mind was racing last night, and it was hard to fall asleep. i think that's the greatest phrase ever. 'my mind was/is racing'. it describes it SO perfectly. it feels like your mind is on high speed, and you honestly can't stop it. weeeirrrddd.
i have too much to do, and not enough time to do it, which basically just stresses me the fuck out. i am stressed out. and burnt (burned?) out. i just want to go home and sit and stare with my family for awhile. and then go to flea markets with them and have them buy me things. i miss them.
my job is going well. it's money.
i lost my voice. i think it's back though. i haven't really tested it out.
isn't it weird that animals can have french owners and know what they're saying? i think that's weird. i thought all animals were american.
dance class. bye.
TRINA GET YOUR ASS UP HERE.