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Wednesday

10

July

2002

Not my century.
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This is not my century. o_O I ran against a glass door today. Full force. These doors are so dangerous! I was thinking of something totally different and boom. I was thinking for a while that I broke my nose. LOL But ouch.
Thank goodness this is only a summer job. Which means only 4 and a 1/2 more weeks to go. Please time pass fast.

Since I spend 10+ hours at work a day, I have absolutly nothing to tell but boring stories from work. No drama other than me almost breaking my nose.

The turtle is so much like me. *proud* Only difference, her favourite place is behind the computer, and mine infront of it. hehe If we let her out, that´s the place she always goes first. Behind the computer. LOL

Tired. Me wants to sleep. *Zzzzzzz*

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3 Responses to “Not my century.”


  1. Reply to this comment
    Lan-Anh
    10:53 pm on July 10th, 2002

    Hehe, you’re not alone in walking into glass doors ^_^ Wow, 10hrs a day is pretty long- is it fun at all? I hope that girl is a bit better towards you or if not, I hope she had a terrible accident ^_^


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    vivy UNITED STATES
    7:54 am on July 11th, 2002

    haha … glass doors are a lot better than screen doors . =) let me tell ya . if you walk quick enough through a screen door you can rip it and land yourself face first …. ouch . =) haha . but i am sorry to hear about your glass incident . =) and i do agree .. 10 hours is a very long time ………..


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    Nicki
    4:58 pm on July 11th, 2002

    ASK 4 A PAY RISE…..

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