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Sunday, July 29, 2012

Stress.

I didn't even know the definition of stress until now.
It's a mixture of good and bad stress. I got a new job at Forever 21. Sucky discount, but better pay. Now I'm going to be training for 2 jobs. Ah so stressful?
Second day of work at Trapnell I got yelled at. Awesome. I pass instruments "too delicately". Sorry, man. I'm a butterfly. (Riiight..)
We won't even get into the boy trouble.
Also, am I going to die or something? Okay, probably not. But I'm going to the doctor this week to see what's wrong with my body. I'm scared.

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