November 6 2008 my class had a work shop that told us what occupation we might like and be good at. I was quite happy because my top one was an interior designer, first of all I would like to be one (my dream is to be a massage therapist but I would like this), and second of all it was the same as my the same as the one my idol had, my sister. I liked the game we played, it took a few words and made a courier (all of them were imaginary). She told us to put your forehead to the top of the computer and most people did it including me (if you tell anyone I will deny it because I admitted it to you). I got some weird occupation like sticky dust-bunny analyst. I got another one on my real occupation and it was a TV host.
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