Now, I can't sleep in the morning. 
I want to sleep, I'm so tired and stressed; my credit card debt is driving me crazy. 
I wish I had a real Godmother. Maybe I could ask my dad to help me like he did before but this year he already did stole my futon and my shelves that I left at his home for storage until I moved. And he already do financially help my sister. At least, I have lots of leftovers in the freezer.
Tonight, I'm having a dinner with my boyfriend's parents. They are great and funny, but I'm in no mood right now, I just want to sleep. Sleep, I wish you were my best friend instead of debt.
In the good news, I've found a new kimono pattern that will be much easier than the first that I found. I haven't finish my -draft- kimono yet, because I don't want to miss any japanese lesson and I'm too tired to do it right.
At work today, there's gonna be this disgusting butcher who is flirting me since last week,
Just leave me alone, you pervert. I really have no luck. And since my boyfriend picked me up for lunch this week, I have no chance with the fruitman anymore. But that's not so bad, I prefer my boyfriend.
Okay, more good news, my boss is back from vacation so this week went smootly. Usually in the week-end I have to run like a
with no head, but this week-end I only have to bake my breads and full the shelves, no major cleaning and no cakes to do. It seems everybody can't afford luxury this month, just like me.
I think what makes me more sad is that no money = no tattoos. I know I should not be sad for money, it's no good excuse. I'm sad because of my debt, I hate debt 
This is way too long of an journal entry to continue.
Have a great week-end everyone.
I want to sleep, I'm so tired and stressed; my credit card debt is driving me crazy.
I wish I had a real Godmother. Maybe I could ask my dad to help me like he did before but this year he already did stole my futon and my shelves that I left at his home for storage until I moved. And he already do financially help my sister. At least, I have lots of leftovers in the freezer.
Tonight, I'm having a dinner with my boyfriend's parents. They are great and funny, but I'm in no mood right now, I just want to sleep. Sleep, I wish you were my best friend instead of debt.
In the good news, I've found a new kimono pattern that will be much easier than the first that I found. I haven't finish my -draft- kimono yet, because I don't want to miss any japanese lesson and I'm too tired to do it right.
At work today, there's gonna be this disgusting butcher who is flirting me since last week,
Just leave me alone, you pervert. I really have no luck. And since my boyfriend picked me up for lunch this week, I have no chance with the fruitman anymore. But that's not so bad, I prefer my boyfriend.
Okay, more good news, my boss is back from vacation so this week went smootly. Usually in the week-end I have to run like a
with no head, but this week-end I only have to bake my breads and full the shelves, no major cleaning and no cakes to do. It seems everybody can't afford luxury this month, just like me.
I think what makes me more sad is that no money = no tattoos.
I know I should not be sad for money, it's no good excuse. I'm sad because of my debt, I hate debt
This is way too long of an journal entry to continue.
Have a great week-end everyone.
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It's kind of a weird treatise about teenagers and middle aged women, and where the two meet. And it's funny.. and there's a lot of killin'. So it's good.
yucky yucky butcher man...i wish someone would flirt with me...i think it would be nice to have a girlfriend, but it's so hard to find someone worth spending precious time with here in LA...but i love this place regardless...
happy saturday!...