I absolutely hate being late. I also absolutely hate running late. That rushed feeling of waking up knowing you have only a few minutes to get yourself together and out the door. Most of the time, we put our hair in a ponytail, throw on some lipgloss (maybe) and some face powder (...if I even remember to bring it). Most of the time, that will cut it.What really freaks me out is if I'm running
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