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[25 Jun 2008|08:41pm] |
[OOC: Private ]
My schedule seems to be rather repetative, lately. Same thing, different day. I wake up, eat breakfast, go for a job, take a shower, go to work, talk to patients, go home, eat dinner, go to sleep. It's rather dull, to be honest. Well, the patients do keep things interesting, but that's not what I'm talking about. I enjoy my job. I do, as strange as that may seem. But I want more than just my job.
It's kind of pathetic, when the most exciting part of a man's life is going to work each day.
Things need to change.
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[23 May 2008|03:21am] |
[Gaston's journal is private.]
Well, this place didn't turn out to be so bad. I've been here for quite some time, and other than a few minor occurances, things have been going quite well.
But I still don't seem to be getting anything out of Belle, other than loathing and hatred. Ah, that's my girl. I'm starting to think that if she actually admitted that she still has feelings for me, this little game of cat and mouse wouldn't be half as much fun.
Even though my Belle is the most important person here in my opinion, except for me, I do have quite a few patients that I've been taking care of. Pretty girls, all of them. Makes my job so much more enjoyable.
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