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I’m Just a Girl. My Apologies.

April 9th, 2009

I remember it being about grade 8 or 7 and the “Cool Girls” (whose group I was not a part of) came to school with No Doubt’s “Tragic Kingdom” on tape. I remember we had some free time during class that day and because they got to do what they wanted the teacher let them play their tape during class. They all loved No Doubt, who I had zero idea about. Even after the tape played and “Sunday Morning” came on I had no interest in them then nor did I ever think I would. It was rock and I was an R&B girl. It’s now twelve years later and I find myself going back to that album I barely gave 2 minutes to.

This song right here. This is my theme song. And I will spaz if I want to.

Peace.

Music

Can’t Forget About This

April 9th, 2009

I Desire the Simple Things

April 9th, 2009

I can wait so impatiently for Spring to really get here. But I won’t. For now I’ll listen to this over and over and over.

Peace.

Music

8:30 am Train Station

April 9th, 2009

In the midst of leaving my job and changing from Blackberry to PCS, then back to Blackberry I lost aLL my memo notes.

I erased them. By accident.

I was trying to clean the phone’s memory so that when I brought it back to the store employees wouldn’t go through my info. Don’t act like they wouldn’t! And about 66% of the way through “wiping the handheld” I remembered I didn’t transfer any of my notes to my computer. None. Not one. Not any. I don’t even know how many I had. At least 50. At least. Some were pieces I started and never finished. Some were letters to myself and others that I never sent. Some were notes on articles I was writing.

And some I don’t even remember.

As soon as I realized what I was doing I fliped out the battery and hoped that this would cause the process to stop. But it didn’t. It picked up at 66% and kept cleaning. I’ve been avoiding thinking about how much this sucks and so I’ve avoided coming here to blog.

It’s crazy. I would have preferred to lose all my contacts before losing any of my notes. Phone numbers and email addresses I can get back. Creative outputs spread over a year and a half I cannot.

So what to do now?

Where do I go from here?

Back to the drawing board I suppose. And start again.

Damn this sucks.

Peace.

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