I refuse. I refuse. I refuse

to ever wash another dish in my life. When I first started at Dixie I washed dishes. Considering Dixie is already a filthy environment, just think of how bad the dishes were. It was such a gross, smelly job. Every day I would go into work from 4-10 & hate every second of it. I would leave exhausted and smelling like stale old wet food. Eventually I worked my way up the Dixie ladder from a dish washer, to a cashier, & finally a server. Now I love to work. Every now & then I get a rude customer, but the tips def. make up for it.

Ch-Jeeze.

My favorite toy as a child would have to be my tweety bird stuffed animal. I remember getting it for christmas when I was 4 or 5, it was almost as big as me. I used to bring it everywhere I went, my mom would get so frustrated with me. Eventually I "lost" it, although I don't know how I could lose something as large as me. I actually think my mom got rid of it, which she should feel bad about, concidering I cried over it for weeks. Until today, I completely forgot about it, so it doesn't really mean anything to me, since I don't really get attached to things. When I grow out of things I get rid of them, I hate saving old things for memories. I think if something was a good enough memory, you shouldn't have to save old junk & pictures to remember it.

To The Child I Will Never Have.

Dear adopted blonde Cambodian baby,
I want you to be everything I'm not. I want to you to be nice & respectful. However, I do want you to own a couple of my traits, including: my gorgeous appearance, being outspoken, not letting people walk on you, & being successful in life. I believe with hard work and a positive attitude, you'll be able to do anything you want in life. I know in your adolesence you will probably hate me for everything I am, but eventually I believe we can be best friends. I want you to know that I will always be there for you, & if you ever need advice, I will give it to you, to the best of my ability. Good luck in life, ya little orphan.

Paris Hilton?

Pretty much every single night I have the same dream, that I have everything I ever wanted. Designer clothing, a Mercedes Benz G-Wagon, my own loft, a trendy cell phone, my own entorage, & oodles & oodles of money. In my dreams I live in the California, all I do is shop & party, all day & all night, its amazing. I don't work or go to school. I really don't know where I get all of my money, but I have unlimited funds, so that's all that matters. I don't answer to anybody but myself. I seem to always wake up to harsh reality, but If I had the chance to finish this dream I suppose I would just keep shopping & partying since that's all my dream consists of.