Oh boo : This skin is like, okay, but I still wanna. I dunno, I can't find a skin that actually suits me.

Crappo. I should make my own skins next time. ZOMG, I am such a nerd, I borrowed so many books. And I still have the feeling my mom and dad don't want me to become a journalist. Like, they actually thought Justina was going to be a scientist.

WHAT MORE OF ME?!

Oh goodness.... I'm doomed if they don't want me to become a journalist. I'm screwed then, cos I have a feeling they want me to become the doctor/lawyer thing. Which doesn't exactly suit me, cos I can't be a lawyer NOR a doctor.

Cos, I don't have my interest in those jobs when I grow up. I want to work in a fashion magazine company.

LIKE ANDREA IN THE DEVIL WEARS PRADA. I want to buy that book and read.

I'm screwed right at this moment cos I haven't done my Work Experience yet and it was due like a few weeks ago, and procratinator me had to wait till now.

JKSDHFKJSGFKAJGD SCREWEDXCORE. Hawthorne Heights in playing tonight. Boo : I'm not there to celebrate their coming.

Panic! At The Disco is coming October 5th. Tickets for Artreyu are out and people are already buying them. Why can't my mother andfather ALLOW ME TO GO??!?!?! I feel like I'm caged in so much. And they say I'm already so privileged that I can even go out.

Hello?? I don't even have cash. SOMEONE EMPLOY ME! Cotton On called me! I'll call back tomorrow and answer their questions. I'll be sure I'll have my all answers ready. I really so wanna work for them, they sound like a cool place to work X)

Free stuff and all. Justina called. WTFZ, SHE DOESN'T NEED TO WORK THERE. She can work at the restaurant all her life since she gets paid so much. I need work OUTSIDE the retaurant. I already told mom that I can't stand the restaurant. She's stealing my chances of getting employed.

Wtfz.

Hokay, I shall go. Destress/vent somewhere else. Maybe Myspace. Since its so addicting.