Nicknames I Go By: Bree, Birdy, and Birdie-chan

Gender: Female

Age: 29

Birthday: July 19, 1994

Astrology Sign: Cancer

Chinese Zodiac: Dog

Relationship: Single ^^

Sexuality: Bisexual!

Occupation: Warehouse Production Associate

Personality: A bit shy, but will warm up to you, very kind, sweet, trustworthy, and a total best friend.

Loves: Anime, Manga, Video Games, Food, Friends/Best Friends, Listening to music, Singing, Being by myself sometimes, Writing Songs, Laughing, and Watching Comedy.

Hobbies: Playing Video Games, Watching Anime, Reading Manga, Writing Songs, Hanging out with Friends.

Favorite Color(s): Royal Purple and Midnight Blue

Favorite Music Genres: Throwback R&B, Jazz, and Kpop.

Thank You!

Hey guys! Thank you for the birthday wishes! For those that are curious, I am now 21 years old! To be honest, I never thought I would see the day. I have grown much more mature after all these years and I truly feel like an adult.

Another thing, I know I haven't been on here for a while and I'm sorry for that. I've been working and such. Yeah, speaking of work. On the 14 of this month, I got laid off, due to too many shortages over the past two months. I was relieved to finally get away from all of that. I've been away from home ever since I started working and I've gotten miserable over the time. I missed seeing my Missouri folks and friends. Now that I'm back home, I'll be on theO every other day now! ^.^ I miss you guys on here!

Again, thanks for the birthday wishes, gifts, and dedications! ^^

Check-Up

Today was funeral of my beloved grandmother. It was a lovely service. Of course, I got emotional, but I'm okay now that she is no longer in pain. She's home in heaven and she will be looking down at me smiling. I love you, Granny and I'll love you for all eternity.

RIP

Hi guys. I have some terrible, terrible news. My grandmother, my father's mom, passed away this morning. Here's what happened:

I woke up 2:30 in the morning as I heard beeping sounds from my Granny's room. It was her pacemaker that didn't help her at all. I walked out of the room and saw the firefighters taking care of her. I looked at her and saw that she was unresponsive. Her heart stopped as well as her pulse. This just happened two weeks ago and she made a full recovery. So, I thought she will make it this time. We were all trying to stay calm. They put her on a stretcher and took her to the ambulance, not knowing that that will be the last I saw her before her pronounced death. I had highhopes for her. I really did. I can't imagine life without her now....

It wasn't until a few hours later that I learned that she died peacefully in her sleep...and she wanted this. When she was in the hospital the first time, she kept saying she wanted to go home....now I know what she meant by that...

I can't say no more....

Busy, Busy, Busy

Hey guys. I'm afraid to inform you all that I won't be on here for the next few weeks. Ever since I started working, I've been very busy from there to taking care of my grandparents and niece and nephew.

Other than that, I've been doing well. I'm getting more comfortable with being a cashier. Somehow, I feel empowered. I love it out there, not because my sister also works there, but the other cashiers are very nice, too. I might have a crush on a couple of them ^-^I get all the help that I need from, therefore I am thankful to have a job that is very helpful. It's so amazing. I went from a janitor to a cashier. I'm going to keep working my way to the top! ^^

My father apologized to me the day after that whole emotional trench and said that he'll do the best he can to help with the transportation. *sighs* I hate not having a car or a license. Now that I got a job, I won't have the time for either :P I should have done all of that years ago.

Well, until then, I'll see you lovelies later! *waves*

Got a job

Hey everyone. This can get personal along with some strong language. If you're not interested, get the f*** out.

After 2 years of searching for a job, I finally got a job. I'm gonna be a cashier. I was very happy that I was off the job search wagon, but my so-called father became the rain cloud in my sky. I told him that I got a job, but then he wasn't happy about it. You see, my job is in Kansas while I'm in Missouri, so he thinks the distance was so far. That hurts me so much, I ran into the bathroom and cried. Ever since I got fired from my last job, I've been looking for another job for 2 damn years. I finally got a job and you're not happy for me?! That shit hurts! Do you not care for MY happiness?! I don't have all the words the describe how pissed off I am....I'm still trying to get it together...