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Monday, November 12, 2007 / dear whoever


dear future me,

who are you? have you done anything important? anything wonderful? are you a great artist, a famous photographer/pianist, maybe a great writer? did you find a cure fer cancer? i want to know. it must be nice that everybody around you knows you're exceptionally gifted and amazing. you must be truly happy.

me? at this moment, all i can think off is how hungry i am. pathetic yeah? oh, and how i am job-less and desperate for just a decent part-time job. double pathetic. oh, and prom is comin; less than a week! i dont even know what i'ma wear to impress ma peeps just for the very last minute! :) triple thee pathetic. i'm hungry. i'm going out for another job hunt tmr. wish me luck. i need all the luck i got.

yeah, i do.
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