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Thursday, June 30 2005

Somebody please smack her!

I'm sure in your life there are plenty of people which you dislike, maybe it's because they have done something bad to you, maybe it's because you had a bad feeling about them from the beginning of your acquaintance. Then again, some other times you end up disliking people just because of their negative disposition.

My officemate... I say this because thank heavens she is not my co-worker but nonetheless I'm forced to share offices with her because assistants must be grouped together... she's just despicable. Ever since my first day here even my boss warned me of her hostility, but due to the fact that I am a person who tries to be amiable and gets along with mostly everyone I wasn't too concerned about that.

However she noticed that I was slowly getting closer to our other officemate and she started displaying this jealousy towards her. For example, she barely even looked at me during inevitable exchanges of words, which are unfortunately necessary at times when people sit right next to of each other. 

At first I felt really bad for her, also because I started to notice that she was not only unpleasant but also terrible at her job and professional behavior: she has a strong southern accent which is not deadly unless coupled by a very "redneck-like" attitude, is extremely loud and laughs horribly while chatting with her friends on the phone (this seems to be her main job activity here) and is unable to use the computer without asking a gagillion questions... well, she's just unable and incompetent. 

And when I see her right in front of me (well, her desk is on my left) I feel like I'm eventually just going to tell her to fuck off. She lowers the A/C when Sabn and I are not in the office, prefers all the curtains drawn so I can't even have the pleasure of looking outside, is plain selfish and rude. 

I tell you, in my life I've met more awful people because after all, she's harmless, but I think she tops the list of the most "unlivable with!" Today at lunchtime I'm going to the hairdresser, yesterday I went tanning... all this because my bf is coming this afternoon! So off from work tomorrow and half day on Monday... I can't wait, even if I know these few days will pass in a flash... and on Monday afternoon I'll be back in the office with my horrible neighbor. Peachy keen!

Wednesday, June 29 2005

Sometimes you feel like a nut...

I notice that the hotter it gets in this city the crazier people become. I swear, I think that nobody is able to escape the hot sun boiling their brains like fried eggs. All around me people complain, anger each other, feel paranoid... and there's no way of escaping!

Our receptionist, this guy named Riccardo, is going baloni... actually, ever since I met him when I started working for this company last January he was always a bit "troubled." Well, now it looks like he's going around spreading rumors about this manager who just left, appearently very false, such as "Mr. so and so thinks you have the best tits ever" and on like that.

Also, I've heard from someone that he's feeling suicidal... and yet I think it's a complete paradox that a depressed man works in a company that develops and distributes one of the best antidepressant in the world!

I'm not going to sit here to explain the entire thing because I am just gonna bore you but damn, you must imagine how I feel... cuz really, you don't feel all right when you have people like that around you. This manager, it turns out, is suing Riccardo because he receives text messages and phone calls throughout the night and he can't even sleep.  DAMN! 

The human part that is in me can't help but feel sympathy towards him but the other is feeling plain freaked out. 

At least I'm glad my two co-workers are trying to get along... the one who doesn't do other than talk on the phone with her friends and email them all day long has been re-confirmed until December. I ask myself why. Then again I'm glad because now there's no risk in me having to do any of her duties, like making photocopies and passing messages along.

Yes, I am also a "secretary" although I prefer being referred to as "assistant" but my boss is never here so he counts on me to be independent and organized... I appreciate him for the space he gives me. 

Tomorrow Fabio is coming, I am so fuckin' happy! I have no idea, maybe we can go on off to some theme park or take a nice trip to a lake. I still haven't decided. Also, it's sales time in Milan so there might be some interesting bargains, I'll let you know how I spend my money! :)

Monday, June 27 2005

A City of Magma

We have been spending yet another day in the office with strong AC, it's the only way to survive this blazing heat... cuz you see, here in Milan we don't just get heat, we also get this 93% humidity rate! Damn, we are sweating our asses off today! Last weekend went by too fast as always, however I am hoping that this weekend will be a lot longer and cooler, Fabio is coming on Thursday and I can't wait! Anyway, I went to my parent's house and I wish I hadn't, cuz at night it was so hot that you had to keep the window open, but keeping the window open meant hearing all the trucks and cars speeding away in the middle of the night, and hearing people at the billiard club across the street scream until 3 am. The only possible solution? Ear plugs! 

Then you arrive in the morning, it's Monday, you are sleepy and are on the rag and who do you see? The saaaame people you have to put up with every single day, with their laughs, their looks, their talking on the phone... it's not that I don't like them, but I think it's normal, after months at a time you see the same identical people and have no choice but to deal with them on a regular basis you just wish you can get away a bit but nope, it's not possible! They are always complaining and talking about their own problems like other people have it great and they are the only poor souls of the world... please! if you keep your feet on the ground and give up dreaming of things you know in the end you won't be able to get because they are too far-fetched you will live much better!!

In the weekend I finished reading (well, listening to the audiobook) "Pride and Prejudice" by Jane Austen... it was fab! Very long, but I really enjoyed it. Today after work I'm gonna pass by at the video store to see if they have it for rental, they made a version with Colin Firth, the actor from Bridget Jones... mmmm, delicious!!

At the moment I am reading "The Secret Life of Bees" by Sue Monk Kidd, and so far it's AMAZING! Really nice use of language and intense imagery, just the way I like it! I also love the narrator, this girl who reads with a lot of passion and emotion, it really gives you a stronger picture! Well, that's all I have to say for now, boring huh? :)

Tuesday, June 21 2005

Burnt pt. 2

Oh, btw... I found out that the blackbird I told you about a few days ago, the one who keeps whistling all day long (he must be in one of the office buildings in front of ours) is actually... a human being. I don't understand how a person could be so bananas to whistle every 2 minutes for the entire day... perhaps stopping for about 15 minutes at lunchtime! Somebody please murder him or lock him up!!

Yesterday I went to the tanning salon for the second time in a week. I was told by this new friend I made who works there that if I only go once a week it won't do any good. You should see her, she's this really pretty latino girl and she's really dark for the natural complexion + tan... well, maybe she's a little too tanned for me! 

So this time I didn't take the shower, I did the 16 minute bed which they said is the most powerful one and damn it is! However she told me that it's now safe enough to put on sun tanning lotion and no longer protection, so I put it on my face. While I was in there my legs were burning... I mean really burning! I thought I was going to come out like a halapeño but nope I was nice and tanned!! I went home and put on my powerful (and very expensive) Estée Lauder aftersun lotion and alas, after checking out my hot tanned face in the mirror a few hundred times... I noticed that it was getting remarkably red, first the nose, then the cheeks, then the forehead... until this morning I was as red as can be... only you can see the suntan line of my tanning goggles... what a fuckin' geek! 

So if it wasn't for the fact that I have to be at work because my boss is coming I probably wouldn't be here today... cuz really, I am red!

My mother told me it's normal when you put on sun tanning lotion, and that the second time around it's better... but I think I just don't have enough tanning power in my face, how the hell can I put on the lotion next time if I know I might well turn up this red??? Very tricky situation indeed...

I have this really long translation to check, and believe me I don't feel like it at all... because I think my brain cells are burnt as well... in other words, if I lower my head too much I get all dizzy and I can't really even smile cuz my skin pulls a lot... urgh!! This sucks, and to think that I wanted to be sexy tanned!! dammit dammit dammit!

Monday, June 20 2005

I love Ikea!

I've been hanging around, surviving despite humid and extremely hot days, dangerous faces in the subway, arguments with boyfriend, and alas friends who ditch you for their boyfriends. Not forgetting the two most annoying children in the universe who happen to live right next door and sleep in the room which confines with my living room. 

On Saturday I was awaken at 7am by their screams and cries... I think the one who makes all the noise is the older one, the one who is soon going to talk... and so I ask myself why his parents don't beat him once in a while, just to shut him up... according to what I can hear he is extremely spoiled, or maybe he's jealous of his baby sister (who you can hear cry often but is an angel in comparison).

On Saturday morning I did my usual English lesson, of course with the crying child as constant background... and I thought I was going to explode. In the afternoon I stayed home and bummed out, then I went to this big supermarket to check out new books and dvds and after that I went to my grandmother's house to have dinner... all was going great until she saw my (favourite) Enrico Coveri purse and noticed its unglued straps so she decided to fix it, however she didn't do quite a good job and while she was trying to fix it a few drops of superglue plopped on the zipper... result: bag with crooked straps didn't open nor close. 

I know she meant to do good, but you can't fix something like that in two minutes! It's a special job, doesn't take so little to do otherwise I would have fixed it by now! I left the purse at her house and went home with a shopper because I didn't have it in my heart to throw it away... dammit, I should just mind my own problems and fix them without other people's help!!

At night I dreamt that I went to throw out the garbage and noticed envelopes in my mailbox, and also a big frame of AC Milan in a bag against the floor with "Per Federica" written on it... well, I went upstairs and noticed that all the letters were from my dad, and in the letters he said he missed me and wanted to see me again, however he had taken several old and broken objects in his house and wrapped them up to give them to me as presents... then I heard a noise and looked through my door's peep hole and he was standing right outside all zombie-like!!!!

Damn, I have problems... really! On Sunday I was ditched for the gagillionth time by this "friend" of mine who made up some excuse that she couldn't come, but please! I already know what it's like, she probably went to hang out with her boyfriend! I can understand she wants to be with him but really, I can't be ditched repetitively and only hang out with her because her man has other shit to do! I mean, she should also respect herself and claim her own personal spaces, without him! 

Whatever, despite the terrible heat in the city I decided to grab the car and go to Ikea... I spent 42 Euros and bought 4 cans of paint for this piece of furniture that I have in my living room (it's a raw wood color), then I got this lamp in the shape of a moon to hang next to my bedside table, a wonderful frame of a water drop and this small chest with little drawers to put on my desk.

When I arrived home (happy for my purchases) I was welcomed by the usual crying brat and that's when I decided to blast my music and start hammering to build my chest of drawers... I think she moved the kids as I was making too much noise but FUCK THAT! it was 8pm!! If your child is gonna start screaming I'ma blast my music, actually, she's lucky I put on soft music and not my hip-hop!!!! Next time, it's dirty Italian rap all the way!! hehehehehe... hey, as I should start saying, if you can't beat them piss them off!

Thursday, June 16 2005

Selfish friends

I am sorry if lately I'm being a nagging pain in the ass bitch but really I can't help it. Turns out that I am a bit depressed and stressed out about the usual life routine that I lead... when I wake up in the morning at the same time, eat the same breakfast, even see the same people in the subway and in the middle of the streets, eat lunch in the same places, then in the evening I come home and try to nap 10 minutes on the couch, until I hear right after I fall asleep that the usual infant who lives next door with my new foreign neighbors starts to weil, shout and be a pain in the ass.

I mean, I think the only child I'll ever tolerate is my own... I really can't stand this whole situation and believe me, you'd feel the same if you were me... I can understand that children need to cry and they are the wonderful miracles of God bla bla bla... but you can't bring your child into the living room which directly confines with mine and keep him in there at all times!! I mean, you have three rooms in that house, if the kid needs to eat take him to the kitchen, if he needs to sleep put him in the bedroom..... grrrrrrrrrrr and it's a nonstop thing, he either cries or yells, or laughs, or babbles sounds into my ears... constantly... one of these days I'm gonna throw myself out of the window!!

And here at work, I am bothered the whole day by this Indian blackbird that whistles all day long... nobody else seems to be bothered by it but it drives me insane... 

I believe I am just annoyed and sick and tired of the same bullshit, I need to do some cleaning in my life and start thinking about myself, for example, I'm sick and tired of "friends" that always come to me with their problems and I need to listen to brag and/or nag about the same bullshit all day long... the house, the boyfriend, the parents, whatever girl, stop complaining about you life and accept it for what it is!!  There's nothing I can do about it anyway, and if I ever need help or advice or even simply listening try to bother sometimes! Without changing the subject and reverting it to your own miserably boring life! You are never happy about anything you have, if there's one thing wrong and it end up well you find something new to complain about... I think I'm gonna burst... then when I see that you get the hint, that I'm tired of listening to that crap, you get all offended and you put up a grudge... whatever woman, I've got myself to think about!!

Thank you for listening if you read until the end! and if you didn't I don't care... I'm glad at least this weblog listens to me and doesn't change subjects... 

Wednesday, June 15 2005

Thank Gawd it's payday

As the title says, thank heavens!! Because if it weren't payday this day wouldn't even be worth living. I am just a poor victim, I am being stalked at work by an obsessive thin child. She's the girl I had told you about, the skinny one, we work in the same company. Since we started working at this company at the same time we kind of found each other hanging out at lunchtime... she's a 25 year old with the mind of a 7 year old, and that wouldn't be disastrous if it weren't for the fact that I am 24 years old but I have the mind of a 40 year old... 

Like for example, today is payday right? Well, we usually pick-up the money together but today she emailed me and asked me if I am going with her to pick up the "dindilini" ... well that's a childish, unkown way of saying dough... it's like saying... "cashies" or "moneylins" arghhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

Lately I've been trying to get off her a bit, don't get me wrong, she's a nice girl and all but she's a bit obsessed with me... two days ago I went out to lunch early and she sent me 2 emails and left me a message on my phone... another day I was going out with other people who don't want to eat with her because they find her too childish and before I left she sent me an email asking me if she could come... well, I saw it and pretended I didn't read it.  After I got back I found 2 missed calls on the cell phone and 3 on my office phone and so I called her back and said all innocently "well, I just read the email now, I'm sorry!" and she said "no, I see in the automatic response that the email was read before you went to lunch"...

WHATTAFAKKK!! I really really can't stand this! What is this, kindergarten??? Not even third graders behave this way! And my problem is that I am too kind (otherwise called "gutless") and don't tell her to let me breathe or leave me alone... cuz I don't want her getting hurt... but damn, I can't be stalked like this, not even my boyfriend is so possessive over me!!! I actually feel bad for her man, cuz he's 37 years old and one day she confessed to me that his mother doesn't like her because she defined her too immature... well you go figure! Sticky girl!!

I am just going to mind my business, I say to myself, but I notice she just doesn't get it! How can you be so clueless?? 

I might post later on today but for now I'm going back to this translation I have to check...

Friday, June 10 2005

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Oh... my... Gawwwd................ this is the longest afternoon in the history of afternoons! And yes, it's Friday but you can't be reduced to putty just before weekend time, the only time you get to have fun and hang out you'd rather just spend it in bed because you are so tired.

Lately I've been going to sleep very late... like around 1am. It's not the latest I've ever been up... I remember when I was in college I did jigsaw puzzles in the middle of the night and my friends came to visit me at about 4am, since I was always awake. But still, when you have to wake up at 7am you should go to bed at around 11, no? Well, I've always been this way, I am a nocturnal person, even if people told me back in the days that I wouldn't be this way after finishing school.

If I had to choose I'd work at night and sleep in the morning, then wake up at 2pm and go to work at 8pm and round again. However I'm out of luck cuz it looks like the only money-earning option for a woman is whoring... and I'm not interested in that.

I realize in these moments how monotonous I can be when I am sleepy... or maybe I'm always monotonous but now I'm writing and yawning, and tears are falling down my eyes. After work I'm supposed to accompany my colleague to sign her house agreement with the realtors, I'm such a good friend! Cuz really if I could choose I'd rather be in bed!

One of my coworkers brought pastries and drinks today because it's her last work day as bachelorette... as a matter of fact, she's off starting next week because she's getting married on Thursday... I can't hide a bit of jealousy, because we are still trying to see our house be built, we are a million light years away from having it. 

I don't want to be negative because it's not that bad but still... it's not encouraging when there are delays! Even this woman said her house had a 1-year delay. I so wanted to say to her "gurl, I know how you feel" but I can't, I haven't told anyone at work about my plans and the house etc. because I know I will have to quit this job and since I'm still temp I don't want to be dumped! Well, we'll see in due time what to do!

You have a good weekend and I'll talk to ya during/after the weekend.

Thursday, June 9 2005

Naps

Why are Thursday so difficult to survive?? I'll tell you why... because it's not Friday yet! At least on Friday you feel like bursting but you say well, after this I'll go out and go shopping, then I'll go home and watch my fave movies/shows until I can't keep my eyes open then go to bed and wake up whenever they open up again! Lovely! 

Well, Thursdays suck because they are the longest days of the week... and it seems odd but most people happen to "accidentally" fall sick right on this particular day. Well, one of my office neighbors went on vacation (as if she doesn't do anything in the office all she does is write emails to her friends and lose files but heck, she needs a break from doing that, right?) and the other one is sick - again. 

It happens to me too (even if it's rare) to call in sick... and 95% of the time it's cuz I'm really ill, the remaining 5% is because I just feel like "shit, I'm not going to put up with bullshit today"... I just think weekends aren't long enough and now with all the stress and pollution I think we deserve  a 3-day long weekend, don't you think? Or now that we have all this technology we should just have the option to work from home... and I wouldn't mean sleeping while working, I mean seriously work...

I am so sleepy that I decided to post once again... believe me, today I have work to keep me busy but it's not as fun and relaxing as talking to you... as a matter of fact if I think about all the expense reports I have to prepare, with all the calculations... I suddenly start to yawn!

While I was sitting here earlier trying to keep my eyes from shutting down until further notice I remembered all the naps that I took during my freshman year at college... I went to Temple University for one year and then transferred, but while I was there I stayed in the dorms so with all the conflicts with hostile (and racist) neighbors and high volume reggae music I found myself, in between empty periods, falling asleep in the library... and I remember I actually laid down and everything!! I was such a bum! but then again I wasn't the only one!! and there was nothing more refreshing than a 10-minute nap in the library hehehehe!!

So I really want a bunny now... if you live in Milan and I know you and know you are not a murdering, dangerous maniac, email me in case you are interested in adopting a bunny... personally I don't want to get overexcited cuz if I won't get one I'll be upset indeed!

This weekend I'm going to my parents' house outside Milan to relax, I am looking forward to seeing Petite and Cookie... besides, I'd like to spend this weekend in company because I noticed that the weekends after I see Fabio are the hardest!! We just have such a great time together without doing anything in particular... from going to a movie or just playing cards at home... I can't wait for things to change... I know it'll be hard to move but I think we just need to be together after all. 

Well, I'm done babbling, I wish it was 5.30 already so I could bounce... actually, I think I'll be leaving at 5.20 instead. That's the good thing about having a temp contract, you don't have to punch in/out!!

Wednesday, June 8 2005

Just jibberish

Damn, today is tha longest day eva! I am so bored at work, I actually have some work to get done but it's not urgent and especially it's extremely boring!

Earlier I was surfing the net (unfortunately I can't be the whole entire day online cuz otherwise they'll find out and probably fire me... wait, forget the probably) and I saw on this message board that some bunnies are looking for a home... so I wrote back that I want one... they are so adorable! Here are pictures:

http://img18.echo.cx/img18/3554/maschio10ya.jpg
http://img112.echo.cx/img112/7241/maschioo10ah.jpg
http://img112.echo.cx/img112/5914/maschio26kr.jpg
http://img18.echo.cx/img18/5038/femmina10tr.jpg
http://img165.echo.cx/img165/3351/femmina29px.jpg
http://img165.echo.cx/img165/2546/femmina34ht.jpg
http://img49.echo.cx/img49/9265/misti21nn.jpg
http://img49.echo.cx/img49/849/misti15yk.jpg

I hope the guy who is helping them out will email me...  I especially love the second one... isn't he awesome?? He's like "Wuttufak ya lookin at mofo??"

I'll let you know how it goes! hehe

Today is really the most boring day ever... I can't wait to get home and take a nice relaxing shower, wash my hair... put on this new (and expensive) toning moisturizer I bought... even today I ate this pastry thingy that drives me totally insane, I need to go on a diet before I turn into a ball.

When I went to the beach last weekend I felt so insecure of my look!! I was reading in a newspaper that 1 out of 4 women are stressed out about looking bad in a bathing suit... I figure that:

- 1% are women, as they say, that don't feel all right (I am in this group)

- 1% are women who are in total denial, they think they look good but they are shit... for example the fat asses that wear short skirts and tight tops and you can see the jiggly rolls bouncing up and down while they walk. And they are all sure of themselves, that they are the shit and so hot and sexy, but they have an ugly face and an ugly haircut.

- 1% are women who are fat and ugly and don't care... I know some people who are like that, they keep eating like that's the only good thing in this world and participate in beauty pageants for fat people... then in summer you see them at the pie eating contests and chillin' at the ice cream shop globbing down a gagillion cones of chocolate ice cream...

- 1% are women who are fat and ugly but don't care because just before the beginning of summer they run to the plastic surgeon to get liposuction or silicone fills... most of these enter in the "look at me I'm wearing a thong and am so (artificially) tanned and my boobs are so big (fake) bla bla... plus they spend their times only thinking about the way they look and eat 1 stem of celery at lunchtime and and apple in the evening... then they throw it all up. All models and hot sexy actresses we envy on television and in magazines enter in this category.

So if I think about it that way I am happy to be in that 1%, among the normal women who care about themselves but like to allow themselves some dietary freedom in the winter time, who gladly accept the pasty and chocolate whatever... and just say "well, I'll just star/continue the diet tomorrow.

The women who spend many euros on treatments and products that think work and then give up and leave it halfway through to try something that is possibly and miraculously better. Or the women who spend hours in the evening putting make-up on or wearing the sexiest outfits just so that they can hear a "you look beautiful tonight honey"... and then when they are out with their boyfriends they find them turning around to look at thinner, sexier and younger women.

I am in that 1 percentile... even if I admit if Fabio were to look at other women I'd probably either beat him or dump him or look at other guys as well... LOL!

Well, to my fellow 1% colleagues and friends good luck even this summer, it's June 8th... what are we going to come up with this summer to look presentable at the beach? I'll let you know what I do in the next weeks...

Tuesday, June 7 2005

Wonderful time

Yesterday evening I got back from Sicily and I had an amazing time!!! This is what we did:

Wednesday: I arrived in the evening and got home at midnight

Thursday: It was national holiday, all stores were closed, we went to see the house from outside, then in the afternoon we went to this new mall they opened... even if the stores were closed. We bought tickets to see Kingdom of Heaven with Orlando Bloom and while we waited we went to play Bingo!! I know that's gay but we had a pretty good time! Of course we didn't win anything but that's my usual thing you know!? Then we went to the cinema and the movie was soooooooooooooooooooooo good! Finally not some sad ass Gladiator thing but it was regardless very emotional + Orlando was simply gorgeous.

Friday: We went to the beach in the afternoon with Fabio's sister, brother in law and nephew, but it was very windy and we didn't really enjoy it much. I had nice hair from the hairdresser so I was pretty pissed off when they got all messed up and full of sand. After that in the evening we went to this famous place where you eat "Focaccia" (a pizza-like thing) even if we waited forever it was sooooooooooooooo good! We chatted until late... 

Pictured> Fabio's turtle Lola

Saturday: Ok, even if the building yard was closed we entered anyway (illegally) and went to see to our surprise that our house has already been divided into rooms like we requested!!! We were so happy!! We stayed in there a while, then in the afternoon we went to see a few furniture stores to get an idea of what we will buy for our house (I can't wait!!) and in the early evening I went to get an exam for my knees, Fabio's friend works in the hospital so I was able to get it done without paying anything... at least sometimes I get hooked up too!

Sunday: Fabio's sister and her family came to have lunch at the house, we ate like piggies then in the afternoon we went to the beach... it was wonderful! After swimming we saw that a fisherman near us was fishing huge fish!! Like the ones you buy at the supermarket... so Fabio's brother in law went to get the fishing rods (it took him a while) and we couldn't fish any!!!!!!!!!!!! Whattafak? Fabio is not an expert but he has some nice experience! Then I tried to fish, at first I couldn't fish anything but then after studying everyone and also the good fisherman I understood that you need to move the rod back and forth and keep rolling the thingy nearer to sort of imitate the waves of the sea... and I FISHED TWO (fairly small) FISH!! Fabio took a picture of me fishing and didn't bother shooting the best of me because I look like shit and I am  wearing one of his shirts because I was cold... well I don't care because at least I have something to remember the day!! I remember when I pulled out the first I started screaming aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh I fished a fish I fished a fish! 

Everyone probably made fun of me but you don't understand how happy you are when you pull out the fish! Then we went to eat more greasy, unhealthy and naturally DELICIOUS food...

Monday: the building yard was open so we went to see the house again and spoke to one of the guys about tiles and extras we need to choose. Then needless to say we went back home, ate and Fabio took me back to the airport...

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I think that out of all the times I went there this was the best because the weather was beautiful and we did so many wonderful things... I hope you like the pics, of course I look like caca but I don't care... I'm beautiful inside!!

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