In the World of Stupid, I'm the One with the Flaming Batons
I had a bag full of stuffed animals that I had my kids using for learning about carnivores, herbivores, etc. that got thrown away on accident on one of the days I had a sub or there was a subcustodian. I was so upset, I cried myself to sleep one night, and slept from 8PM to 7AM in my clothes, without taking my makeup off, after eating a whole burrito I got from Quodba and ruined my diet for the week, as some of these stuffed animals my dad brought back from his business trips to Australia when I was a kid. I went digging through the dumpster to find them, but it was too late. So, I'm going to call the Waste Management dept. for our area and see if I can't find them (a tip from one of my parents who did a paper on the waste management dept. conveniently). If you could do something for me, please please PLEASE pray that I can find them, because my dad is really upset with me.
I really don't like my life right now. I hate it actually. And I keep thinking "This will be my year!" but I don't know anymore. It seems that evil people come to happy ends, and good people come to bad ones.
At least I now have assurance that I am one of the good ones.
I really don't like my life right now. I hate it actually. And I keep thinking "This will be my year!" but I don't know anymore. It seems that evil people come to happy ends, and good people come to bad ones.
At least I now have assurance that I am one of the good ones.