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..while I may be a happy-go-lucky person at times, I am a big dreamer. I love Japanese things, especially the Gothic and Punk stuff..and Ayumi Hamasaki. I also love Anna Sui-ish graphic art. I enjoy singing, composing, drawing, doodling, surfing the net, watching TV, reading, designing clothes, and sleeping. I try my best not to judge people, but I do have the tendency to be snobbish or stupid at times, but I'm not perfect - nor is anyone else. I believe that all people are born with talent, and that everyone is unique. And if you have a problem with that, then get out.
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Wednesday, March 11, 2009

stress
First of all, I was instructed by a doctor to gain weight. And I know it seems freaky, but after all that's happened to me so far, I'm desperate to get my period back.

Anyway, it's culminating season again. And yours truly has been voted as the musical director.

It seems like an honor and all, but it's actually sort of a curse.

GAAAAAAAH - that's all I can say.

I mean, I love it when my ideas are the ones that push through.
And my classmates have been amazing (most of them, anyway).
But I'm really, really stressed out.

While most of my classmates have been loyal and dedicated (especially the musicians), some of them are really just PAINS IN MY ASS.

Do they even have any idea how painful it is for me to stay up late finishing the effing arrangement and finalize it? And how to be assertive without sounding preachy? (is that even possible?) And how it feels to have people talking behind your back about how I get mad easily whenever they don't show up? Or hear their stupid little complaints? Or countless excuses for not attending practices?

Oh, and DIE, SIR IMBANG, DIE. Yeah, keep making excuses for me not to take the 2nd quarter Science PT I missed while I was in Malaysia. I'm the one who's actually volunteering to take the goddamn test already. Darn it.

And prepare for hell: my dad's leaving next week for Japan. What does that mean for me? Staying with my mom for two weeks. Goshhhhhh. Help me, Lord. I don't even think I'll make it through.

SOS!!!!!!!

Yuki