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The Story of a Girl
2011-07-07 21:44:26 (UTC)

Pain :(

So for the past few days, I've been doing a lot of walking. I'm still tired from the 4th of July (we went to the beach, our old neighborhood, my cousin's apartment, and astoria park). And today was spent volunteer/job hunting. I wish I were born a few months earlier so that I'd be sixteen by now since most places tell me Im too young or whatever. Arg.

Before I forget, ironically, about 10 minutes after that last entry, my sister and I got into a pretty big fight (she overreacted and later admitted to it) but we're okay now. Hah.

Back to the topic of today and my quest for work: Yeah, I don't think I'm going to be doing anything this summer. The library was the only place I applied for volunteer work and it seems doubtful that they'll call me to request my services. And Barnes and Noble says I'm too young. Once again, I should've been born a few months earlier. Anyway, because of all that walking and stuff, my legs reaaaaallllly hurt. Sadface. I think its a combo of growth pains (yes I occassionally still get those) and fatigue. My knee was fucked up last year (I might've mentioned it in this diary) and i have a creeping feeling that its going to fuck up again. Hopefully I can sleep it off or something.

4th of July: We did a lot but it didnt feel like much. I took a shitload of photos (the beach, my sister&cousin, and especially fireworks) and I got a lot of great shots. :)

The desktop computer still isn't working, so I think its up to me to call a repair person. Until then, I got some books from the library to keep myself occupied.

My coffee/tea obsession is gettting worse. Its probably not good for me. There's only one marshmallow left (noooo!). I stayed over at my cousin's place last friday and I'm probably never going to again. I was basically cleaning the house for them and what was supposed to be an all nighter ended up lasting till 11 since my cousin got tired. I could go on about how much it sucked, but I choose not to think about it lol. Sadly, I don't feel as close to her as I did when we were younger. I feel like all she does is mope. And every conversation is so monotonous: "My sister is such a bitch" "Uugh, my mom..." "I can't take it anymore". And things arent THAT bad for her, from what I gather. Her life seems to be steady, not moving downhill like it was not too long ago. Was I like that before? Always moping and being overly dramatic? I hope not. Now, I sort of internalize my moping and spill it out on this diary.

I dunno, I just feel different around everyone nowadays. Moving on, I need new clothes; I browsed a few stores today, but I'm broke and didn't find anything that I liked.

I feel as if I should get a mammogram because there's a lump and I'm pretty scared. I hope there's nothing wrong with me. Well, I'm going to go read now. Adios.

~The Perfect Stranger

PS: I just noticed that I have really nice leg muscles, hehe :D




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