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fate

Fate... I suppose there are something that are fate - like death. But it is mainly an excuse to sit around and wait for things to happen.

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I can't say that it is what she really does, I've met her once, but she wasn't very friendly. Maybe because I said she had a noodle hair. Well, yet, many girls love her songs.

I don't get this Taylor Swift..

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Love.

All you need is love. Love, love. I have yet to find out the definition of love. Maybe we can't ever define, just feel. And there are so many kinds of love. Romantic, fraternal... And, though we think that love hurts us, it is not love that hurts. It is the affection, fondness, the fact that you want to be with the person and take care of them, but sometimes, you just can't... I... Love is not easy, but I really think it is worthy.

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I must confess that I can sing her songs, but yeah. I think she actually dates a guy to break up and write a song that teenagers will relate with.

I don't get this Taylor Swift..

How can she be considered pop and country at the same time? And then all she sings about are break-ups and .. I just.. No.

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Friends.

I am trying to change that, but I didn't have many good friends. I was a sarcastic bitch without any sensibility. I bought most of my "friends" through high school. That is why no one misses me in New York.

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single

Pringle?!

Makenna would never ever say it, but she is tired of being single. Since her engagement, she had a big parade of people in her bed and some flings that she could even thought that would go further, but it just broke her more. When she got pregnant, she decided to stop it, so she hadn’t slept with anyone, and she miss the intimacy of the moment, even when it was just casual. That is why she is tired. That hasn’t been any intimacy anymore, so she just feels empty.

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Would you ever sleep with a woman?

Proudly bisexual. I would and I’ve done it. Sex can be just sex and love, love, I suppose you love people, not gender. Some people say that you are attract to - or love - the personality, the inside, so why not a woman? But I suppose to each their own.

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I other notes, I owe:

Farrah

Martha

Cynthia

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Makenna had a problem that when she started to talk, she was a bit insensitive and she could say things that would make people uncomfortable – her disease, the death of her father; those are some topics that could make people uncomfortable. She looked to Oliver trying to read him, hoping that she could detect if she had made him pull his walls up. For her surprised, he played along. “Probably it was” she laughed softly and enjoyed the next moment of silence, trying not to fill it with unnecessary conversation, something she was very good at .

She opened her eyes widely. Though she could hear the joke intonation in his voice, now it was a real possibility in her head. Of course that it was probably not possible; but she had that small doubt and it would eat her alive until she was out. “I- is that even possible?” she asked, expecting that her voice wouldn’t betray her. “See. I bet that you taking the opportunities you have here make him happy” she shrugged. Kenna could understand why he felt guilty of letting him there, because  she felt the same when she left her mother – but as their parents, or something like that, they would want the best for her even if it means to be far away from them.

Grinning, she nodded in agreement. Her father had been a great person, actually, the best. “He is great then” she confirmed. “If he is anything like my father, he is definitely one of the best” she was horrible in comforting people or being overall pleasant considering her big tendency to resource to sarcasm. She moved a little bit, trying to find another comfortable position in the hard floor, but she was already tired of being sit. “If we are being watch…” she looked to the elevator camera and pointed “… I want my money” she finally said. “I am not very entertaining at all, but you could do that. Actually, I would love to see that” she said admitted, watching as he walked around in the elevator. “Go on” she gestured for him.

The Machine's Working Right | Oliver & Makenna

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Really? I am not much of a driver. I can drive, but the traffic in New York was always so stressful, so I always preferred the easy road, the driver. Oh, you should. It is so much easier and you get to drink as much as you want, maybe that was why I liked the driver so much.

Sound about right. Hm, I have a few names in mind like limelight, studio 54, Abbey's, but none of them seems the it name for me yet, you know? I need something that will stick or so.

I've never thought that deciding to open a nightclub would be so much work

God, I haven’t had a driver since I was a kid. The moment I learned to drive I absolutely refused to set foot in Miles’ car. And if I did get into his car, I somehow convinced him to let me drive. Maybe it’s time to rethink that decision.

They’re reckless in their own right, but definitely not as wild as they think they are. It would probably be weird for regular commuters, the sudden overflow of traffic. Nonetheless, I wish you the best. Have you thought about a name yet?

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That is why you need a driver, or that was the reason we used to have one.

Oh, Jesus, your group of friends sounds a bit reckless if you were the level-headed one. Just kidding. Well, I agree. Using the right ad campaign one get everything. That would be awesome, but at the same time dangerous, I wouldn't want to be the reason of accidents or anything, even indirectly. 

I've never thought that deciding to open a nightclub would be so much work

Exactly! Somehow I always get stuck as designated driver. Something about me being the only level-headed one of my friends. But anyway, it really shouldn’t take much for people to flock to a club if you know the right people and get the right promoters. And if you’re lucky, people might late night road trip to Annapolis to come party at your club.

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Well, definitely one more thing to my list of things I have to do. I know I have, but I mean, for that license I would have to have the local, as in an address, and the fantasy name sorted out, wouldn't I? Or do they give the license in my name, instead of in the company's name? I think I sounded confusing. Jesus, I suppose that is flattering, but I am twenty-four, turning twenty-five this year actually.

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Business Plans | Farrah + Makenna

TAGGING → Makenna St.James + Farrah Wright

LOCATION → Farrah's office

TIME FRAME → March 26th, 2013

.GENERAL NOTES → I hope this is fine.

The idea of opening a nightclub came a bit out of nowhere. As she walked around to find one for her fun night, she realized that she didn't know any. She could have looked for one before, but what kind of nightclub wouldn't do a big advertising campaign to catch the attention of all young people in the city? They lived for that. And why not one of her own? She knew how to party and it was something she was good at – she wasn't amazing at management, but she could put together a crew and she would be basically in charge of giving the final decisions and enjoy. There was nothing wrong with her plan thus far. But good things weren't all that easy. She had to bend herself over the board and prove she didn't want to waste their money – her money. They were obnoxious and skeptical, making her trip to New York unpleasant, but, by the end of it, she had full access to her funds, which was connected to the company's. Mentally noting that she would have to open another account, she felt happy that she would finally be able to start something of her own. Her father was a bit younger and he started from the scratch, but they would have that in common, build their names out of nowhere.

She announced that idea before she started to really plan, and as she talked a bit about it, she realized that she was completely unprepared. She was not stupid to think she would be able to do everything in one night, but as she talked about, she realized it would be harder than she thought.

Makenna sighed and closed her eyes, she had been looking for the things it would be necessary for her the whole night. She was exhausted and there was still a bunch of terms she didn't understand. She didn't even have found a good space, because everything near the center seemed to be taken and she wanted something easily accessed to everyone, because that was the whole point, something in the city for everyone – that could afford, of course. But something good came from her sleepless night. She crossed with a name several times. Farrah Wright, corporate lawyer. She was sure she had talked to her before, but remember just by the name someone she might have talked with was a bit tricky.

Deciding to pay a visit to the infamous lawyer, Kenna checked the time on the clock, to see if the office was already open, before going to the bathroom, for a quick shower to shake the sleep out of her body. She was tired, but she was also anxious to put her new acquired dream in progress and feel like she was ready somewhere – not to the end of another bottle. She wore a white blouse and a black pencil skirt that would give her a more professional look. She didn't want to be compared to Paris Hilton or Lindsay Lohan, she wasn't just another white rich chick that wanted a club to party all night; she genuinely felt like she could be good at that, like she was never good in anything else. Looking herself on the mirror one last time, she nodded in approval, hoping it was enough.

The cab she had called before shower was already waiting for her when she reached the lobby. She smiled to Mr. Smith, the doorman of the day, before disappearing inside the car and giving the driver the supposedly address she found linked to Farrah's name. What if that wasn't her office? What if she wasn't there? What if she didn't want her case? There was so many wat ifs and she tried to shake them off with the small talk the cab driver offered her, but her head was working a mile per minute and she couldn't stop.

He announced that they had arrived and she awakened from her numb state, throwing a fifty on his passenger seat and disappearing as fast as lightening.

The inside of the building was shining and Makenna had to identify herself in the reception before being allowed on the inside. She bit her thumb nail while she was inside the lift, almost wishing it would stop again – that would be the second time that happened to her in Annapolis – but it didn't. The doors opened and she saw the logo of the Law Office, feeling her stomach flip. The brunette was really nervous, almost like her first day of work on the company. She would hate to see the pity looks on people's face again, if they realized she was just too dumb for that. Or maybe it was just her, underestimating herself. “I am here to see Farrah Wright, please” she said. “Makenna St.James” she quickly introduce herself hoping that was enough to get her in the woman's office.

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Besides what is the fun on a road trip for a nightclub if you won't be able to have a drink or two? None at all. Yes, not only a money maker, but a distraction and I need one, I mean, I am unemployed and bored. I agree, I hope I can provide that.

I've never thought that deciding to open a nightclub would be so much work

Bless you, seriously. All the best nightclubs are out of town and I hardly ever have the time for late night road trips anymore. It’d be a pretty good money maker too. There are plenty of people in Annapolis who are bored out of their minds and need some place to party. Or just, y’know, unwind.

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I tried to find a good night life here, but I didn't succeed much. Maybe I just don't know the city. I have a good friend that parties a lot, maybe he knows, but I think it would be a good investment for myself. I mean, I love partying and I know how to throw a good party and I... I need to find something to do, to be honest.

I've never thought that deciding to open a nightclub would be so much work

You go, girl! Stick it to the man! Though I don’t know much about the night life here, I do think that a nightclub is necessary. I mean, every city has to have them. A decent one, at least. 

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Liquor license? I have a pocket full of cash and this persistent idea that I need a nightclub. Actually, I need a lawyer and a management crew right now, because even though I am a bit of a researcher freak, especially when I want to know something, I can't do that on my own. Wo-ah, that is the first for me. But yes, so far, I have nothing besides the fact that I proved I can use the money. And of course I can, how old do you think I am?

I've never thought that deciding to open a nightclub would be so much work