ok lets see, ive never been good at journals never really got in the whole put your thoughts on paper...besides the poem type. so im going to try typing it
i will admit that for my age my room looked like hell. EVERYTHING on the bed and i mean everything.(i have this thing that if im in a bed alone i cant sleep so i pile shit... cloths books note books and stuff like that...on the bed) so needless to say my room is a mess.
well last weekend me and my best friend spent from 4 pm to 4 am cleaning. yeah we took breaks but still the breaks were like 30 minutes every hour if that. we worked our asses off. and my mom said it looked good. not done but good.
well tonight she walked by my room and seen it hasnt really been touched since this past weekend. there is a reason to that though. i work saturday night to tuesday afternoon and we worked friday night on the room. the kids i babysit one of them is great and doesnt give me any truble the other... she hits kicks bites screams pintches and i cant do shit to her... get this its my neice and nephew. so i come in from working and i want a few days to just relax. but nooo i got to babysit yet again on wednesday. which wasnt that bad since the kids were a little older and behaved good. but i didnt have time to clean any or just relax. so i was going to today. just have some fun. and mom got here and started to yell at me for it...
so am i sopost to get rest before i have to deal with a hellish girl or work my ass off all week and feel like shit.
what do i do
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Your life isn't that bad Maegan, I know you have problems wth the kids, but just block it out of your mind. Like I IM'd ya...
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