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[21 Jun 2003|12:25pm] |
*walks into her one bedroom apartment, throwing her keys on the table next to the door, dropping her purse on the couch before flopping down on it, kicking off her shoes before resting them on the coffee table*
Name is Christina Aguilera. I've lived here in Los Angeles all of my life. Turned 22 in December. My life is pretty busy. I work nights at a club in Hollywood and I attend classes at UCLA. Taking a few courses this summer too which is always fun.
*runs a hand through her hair, yawning softly, her eyes closing as she leans back against the couch*
I hate working Friday nights at the club. The place gets so busy and the guys can't seem to keep their hands off of me. Smacking my ass everytime I walk by. I can't tell them to fuck off and keep the hands off the merchandise as much as I want too. Boss might not like it too much if I throw a drink in some asshole's face.
Just one more year and I'll be done with college I hope. The tips are pretty good where I work so it helps pay for me to go to UCLA. Started a year late because of financial and family issues, but once I got those all worked out and started working things became a little bit easier.
Currently I'm single. Too busy for love. I'm not out there looking for it. I figure it'll find me when the time is right. Some guy will just show up and sweep me off my feet. Well .. maybe. Hasn't happened yet.
*opens her eyes, looking around the room before getting up from the couch, another yawn escaping*
I should take a nap before work tonight. It'll be another long night.
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