Hey, where the party at?
My job is fucking awesome. I seriously love it. I have morning shift. Which is eight to twelve, and that's fine with me. There was this little girl that I had to watch over in the classroom I was in today and she was the cutest thing everrrr. She kept taking my hand, especially when we were in the hallway, walking. She was adorable. And she told me her whole life story. I love kids, and I've decided that I want to have them again. Haha.
So, I guess that means I'm in. I made a wonderful first impression. I think the kids even thought so. A lot of kids came up to me and started talking to me. A few told me that I look really pretty. I wasn't wearing fancy. Just jeans and the digusting yellow shirt that I'm made to wear if I want to work there. But, all in all it was cute.
Sarrah is still here and we are going to my mothers later instead of going to my grandma in Kingston for pizza. I like my mother a whole lot more. :D
I need to call Chelsea and see if she talked to her mom yet. I don't like not going to her house. I love it there, it's just so comfortable. And I can't believe that Bianca would actually think that all of us were using her. I mean, WTF?!? I always feel bad whenever she decides to pay for things. But, whatev. I hope she gets over this quickly, because it is really immature.
Sarrah explained a lot to me lastnight. And I didn't say much back because, in all honesty, I don't know what to say in situations like that. Unfortunately, I still have feelings for someone I really wish I didn't. I guess I just need time. Hey, it heals everything. Right?
I have Rolaids to the left of me. They are yummy. And if you think otherwise....you're dumb. :D
Okay, I'm done now.
ME BEING ALL HAPPY BECAUSE I HAVE A BETTER JOB THAN ALL OF YOU:
