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Stefanie. Fifteen.
Life:
school, studies, friends, family, dance, skating, movies, tv shows, music, computer piano, guitar, photography, drawing, London, shopping, Eating, chocolate

Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain

I'm trying.
Its kind of funny how inspiration is inhalation/ an inspiring influence





Bituwin - template
Dementee - image

Words from Before It's Too Late by Goo Goo Dolls.

Friday, July 10, 2009
CIP

After school and the dance meeting ( which ended 25 minutes late) , i rushed home and then went for CIP at NLB. When we got there, my mum realised that they hadn't approved of us volunteering yet so we may not be able to do it. Luckily, the people made some calls and everything so we got to register in the end. As we were registering, the woman found out that our attire was not deemed appropriate. >:O . Claudia was wearing shorts and i was wearing birkinstock's. I thought looked fine since i was wearing jeans and a cardigan, plus birkinstock's can't really be counted as slippers. Okay fine, they are slippers, but they are really nice ones . By this time, my mum had already left to go somewhere so we had to call her up to help us get our shoes and claudia's pants. By the time she reached NLB and we had changed, one hour of our shift was over. My job was to stand at the e-kiosk and wait for somebody to come. During my whole hour shift only one guy came and he didn't even need any help. I do prefer it this way though. For the first 15 minutes, i practiced my chinese oral by reading my zuo wen book. Later, we had to put our bags in the locker so all i did was stand around or pace around the e-kiosk and hiding from the eye's of the librarian. They were with one of their friends at the place where they borrow book's in case anybody required help. ( who need's help ? The instructions are everywhere. ) Nearing the end of the shift, my sister's came over and we talked etc. , then this librarian came and said we weren't doing much. (duh, nobody was at the e kiosk ?! ) so then we ended our shift, borrowed books, ate loaker ( just me really) and went home to a delicious dinner. ( Third time in a row ! yeah i feel myself getting fatter every day.) Yeah i keep skipping skating, dance is cancelled and im eating more.
great.

I just wasted my entire night reading a trashy book. >:( how's my english ever going to improve if there's all these temptations everywhere.

Hm. I think im becoming annoyed more easily now. .
Maybe i should do yoga like my dad, though it doesn't seem to work very well for his temper.