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Panic Attack

There are a lot of changes going on at work. I dont think anyone is safe, but I'm going to keep working hard and pushing forward. There's not much I can do except keep doing my job. I'm crossing my fingers and hoping for the best.


I've been so stressed out and busy that I never have time to blog. I think about it all the time, but can never just get a moment to sit down and type. I'm so tired all the time.


So, my computer crashed and I lost EVERYTHING that was on my hard drive. I tried to have someone get the information frm my old hard drive but that was unsuccessful. I lost school work, pictures and my book!!!


There are also a lot of changes going on with my personal life. My parents and I are once again not getting along. My mom told me to get out last week so I have been staying with a friend of mine. It was one thing when I was younger and able to jump from couch to couch, but I'm too old to be slummin it on someones couch! I have a job that I have to be at. At the end of the day I just want to go to my own place and relax! I'm living like a jipsy! I just cant do it anymore! I'm toooooo old!


I never thought I'd come to the day when I say that I'm too old. But its here. I say it a lot.  lol. Kind of sucks.


So. I was at the nail salon yesterday to have my fake nails removed. Well, the nail lady ripped off one of my nails and ripped off the tip of my real nail. It was shooting pain thru my entire hand and up to my chest....lets just say.... I didnt last very long after I saw the blood. hahaha! I'm such a baby!

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