Not again...
I'm lost.
So lost..
So very very lost...
How ar?
I had everything planned nicely.
Take up this temp job, earn some moolah so I can start taking classes.
Seemed to be a good plan. But, my plans always get foiled.
So now, I can choose between persuing my dreams or getting a regular income.
I'm sick of putting my plans on hold. It's been forever...
How?
How?
How?
By the way, anyone looking for a Salsa partner?
Dance, not dip *grinz*
Hurricanes are named after me.
I am strong. I am tempestuous.
I am the calm of Audrey Hepburn.
Before the storm of Charlie's Angel.
I may not be able to read maps sometimes.
But at least I can ask for directions.
I love shoes, one pair is never enough.
I can do everthing Fred Astaire did.
Backwards and in high heels.
I am a woman, hear me roar.
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