$ 9.11

I am currently a cashier at Petco. yip.
I was ringing up a customer yesterday who freaked out because her total was $ 9.11.

Of course,
I saw nothing by it (yes. 9/11 did make me sad but, Idk. Don't judge me.)
She jumped out of her panic and was like,
"Don't you have some donation for homeless animals?!"

I added a donation, she paid with an emotionless face, and walked out shaking.

A couple months back,

I had another customer who started crying and said her husband was 'murdered' when she saw that her total was $ 9.11.

I felt bad.

In my head, after that, I was trying to compare and contrast the meanings of kill, murder, assassinate, etc.

Sorry.

My mind runs a million miles per hour.

I try not to get into conversations about 9/11 because of three things:

1) Americans are gullible and believe everything the media says WITHOUT doing research.
2) I HATE when people classify the terrorists as Muslims and go on a tangent about how Muslims are all terrorists.
And
3) My fiance just so happens to be an Arab Muslim.. so, in some cases, people have seen me as the enemy.

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Oh My G*d.

I haven't blogged in almost two years. Unbelievable.
Well,
I'm back, bitches! *Tanisha voice*

Honestly,

I have been meaning to get back to Blogger, but I thought notebooks would be more equipped for my thoughts. -__- I have a million UNFINISHED notebooks. *meep*


Fuck a notebook.

I have so much running through my brain cells! I am graduating from my mediocre college in a month and a week. I start beauty school in two and a half months. I'm engaged and have been for the past five months. You would have known that, but I haven't been on here, so it's my fault! *weeping*

This is just my introductory post. I will be back later on tonight after I finish tons of studying for Chemistry. fuck.