Post by becca on Jul 30, 2011 12:09:55 GMT -5
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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 195px; height: 295px; background-image: url(http://cdn.sheknows.com/articles/2011/04/vanessa-hudgens-drugs.jpg)] | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 240px;] [scrolly:as(width: 240px; line-height: 100%; font-family: arial; text-size: 9pt; padding: 0px; 10px 0px 0px;)][scrolly:as(color:#555; font-size: 10pt; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; background-color:#fff; opacity: .8; height: 295px; width: 240px; padding: 2px 2px 0px 0px; overflow: auto; line-height: 91%] MY FRIENDS SAY I'M A FOOL TO THINK THAT YOU'RE THE ONE FOR ME- I GUESS I'M JUST A SUCKER FOR LOVE. <div style="width:250px;height:198px;overflow:auto;">work was something that becca didn't mind. she didn't even technically need to work because of her parents, but she did it anyway. starbucks was a fun place to work, anyway. the people were usually really nice, though there were a couple creeps that came in. like one dude that becca liked to call 'the whale'. he was a rather large man that came in three times a day and hit on becca. he'd asked for her number too many times to count, and every time she apologized and said she couldn't. he'd told her he wouldn't give up unless she had a boyfriend, and becca couldn't just lie about having a boyfriend. she wasn't the type of person to do that. becca's manager had told her to let her handle serving the man from then on, and that was the best moment of her life. it meant she could take the drive in for that little bit of time, which she actually didn't mind unlike most of the other workers. clocking out, becca headed into the bathroom with her backpack, changing out of her work clothes and into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. she slung one strap of the backpack over her shoulder and headed to a table with a latte and her backpack. she started university in the fall, so she wanted to read up enough on nursing and such so she was ahead of the game. plus, reading nursing books was much better to think about than wondering what's going on with ehren at home. becca crossed her legs under her like she was in kindergarten again, and pulled out a book about nursing from her bag. she started to read, listening halfway to the busy bussle of people coming and leaving, and focusing on the book at the same time. </div> 'CAUSE HONESTLY THE TRUTH IS THAT YOU KNOW I'M NEVER LEAVIN'- 'CAUSE YOU'RE MY ANGEL SENT FROM ABOVE |
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