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• 1987-07-01
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• 2005-11-04
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• College Student
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• Jill

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• I've made it into college, moving steadily along in my courses, living on my own, making new friends, drama awards from high school, soccer team spirit award, learn to hold back my frustrations, made it through school auditions for performing national ant
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• Pokemon first started
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• Currently: Naruto
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• To better my art and singing voice, to become a travel agent, to complete my manga (even the first chapter would be nice), to publish my manga someday.
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• Drawing, singing, writing, talking to friends
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• Singing is my natural talent. I was taught to draw and eventually developed my own anime style, I guess.




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Friday, June 1, 2007

   Why do I even bother?
I wonder sometimes, why I bother with anything. Why I bother working on artwork, why I bother singing and striving to be better when I know my dream will never come true, no matter how hard I try. I wonder why I bother to wait for people I know won't call me or show up at my doorstep. I wonder why I bothered getting my hopes up over stupid crushes in the past when I knew I had no chance with them, or why i bother to say I want to make my manga when really, I'll never do it.

I had an AWESOME week since last Thursday, and I didn't think anything could go wrong. Planned on going out tonight with some friends, but my parents went anal on me and told me I shouldn't... my friends are expecting me to be there and I have no way to get in contact with them and tell them that no, I can't go, cause I don't have their phone number. I've been waiting since 6 (it's now ten) for them to call me and tell me the plans exactly and they haven't called yet. (I left them both of my phone numbers) It also doesn't help that a friend of mine is being dramatic and saying things that's making me both angry and frustrated.

And mom tried to make things better by saying 'You can go tomorrow! ^_^'

thanks mom.... thanks for letting me go somewhere when NO ONE will be there, when i ahve no way of getting in contact with those people to ask them to be there, and half of them work either that day or the day after.

Yeah. THANKS A BUNDLE.

I'm almost 20 years old. 20 one month from today, and I still live under my parents rules. I'd understand if I was taking their vehicle, or they were even paying for the gas, BUT GUESS WHAT!?!? It's MY car, and I'M PAYING for every litre of gas that goes in my car. I have my own house key, and I'm a responsible driver. I don't drink and drive, and if I did drink, I'd go and pass out in my car instead of driving home.

So... I'm sitting here at my computer wishing that someone would either call me, or tell me that somehow in this mad world, I have the power to go and stop this high school drama from going on when all of us have been graduated at least TWO YEARS.

*sigh* Why am I even bothering to write this journal?
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