Today in social studies class we had to present. The project was about different races of immigrants. Asians, Italians, Polish, Russians, and Irish immigrants. We had the Irish immigrants, and we were saying we should go first and everything but I was trying to add something to the slides and the teacher had asked who wanted to go first and my partners raised their hands and instantly my stomach started to hurt. I’m not usually nervous but when I got up there I was holding my bag the whole time and I had to read first. But overall and after I was fine because we got our presentation done and over with.
Where I would be in 10 years would be a cook. (I have back up jobs which are a building manager or a lawyer because they make lots of money.) When I'm all grown up I'll have a nice house with three of my dream cars, a Flex which is a car that can hold like 12 people I've been in one on the way to church carrying all the members. Another car would be a drop top Mercedes, I want a drop top because I like the wind blowing in my face on the expressway and it looks really awesome, I've been in a drop top car only once in my whole entire life. Lastly the car that I would want would be a 3 wheeled motorcycle because I don't know how to ride a bike so the 3 wheels would help. But, I'd love for my nice house to be fully furnished and have a big beautiful garden. A long time from now I see my self cooking for people in my own restaurant and living a normal life. Later on in life I would be living with my girlfriend because at 23 I would be too young for a wife even though
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