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â‚° My Future Options Day Thursday, 23 May 2013 | 0 comment[s] Today at my school, it was a day where we got ideas on what we want to do when we're older. Like, what careers do we want to do. I've said it some times before, I wanted to be a vocalist or an author/editor. Haha. I enjoy singing and I had a somewhat passion for typing up stories, I used to do it so much when I was younger. Haha. I think my love for books play a part on that. Haha. I remember writing on my mother's recipe book when I was like, I don't know four? Five? Well, let's just say I was quite young. But what I wrote was: "I love books." With a small heart. Haha. I'm surprised I still remember. Either that, or I think I found that book a couple of years back. HAHA! Don't even know myself. Hehe, oh wells. On this day, I FINALLY got my onesie and contacts. Haha. The contacts that I need for my cosplay that is. They're goooldddd. Or yellow. Either way, they look scary. Haha. Well, I'm not sure how to apply the contacts. Like, I've heard scary stories about it rolling behind your eyeballs and it hurt so much. And it's true, because it was confirmed by my friend, since she experienced that thing herself. Haha. Like, apparently you have to keep on blinking util you feel it and then just yank it out. omfg. It's so scary. QQ One of the reasons why I don't want to wear the contacts but yeah. I'm just a real scaredy cat. Haha. My buddy should know about that. WELL. I am trying to update as many posts as I can today. Haha. I have a feeling that I'm only going to get about two done only. Haha. And I'm also trying to end this post in another way since apparently, one of my friends laughs every time when I talk about curfew. Haha. Well, that's somewhat true. I get off about a hour or half a hour later. So meh. Well, it is true though. Parents do get off at me each time when I'm logging. Haha. So... yeah. I'll move onto the rest of my posts... Which are like, I don't know, a week late? Something like that. Hehe. Well, yeah. Laters. Everyone has their own style, don't try to be someone else. |
