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no one likes my popping jaw. and it continues to get worse. last night i had dinner with the tripps and all of a sudden diane turned to me and just started openly laughing and then went on to say "we should put some music on or something." it actually is quite funny. kyla compared it to the sound of eating chocolate chips. i guess that is the best way to describe it. anyways now not only is it annoying but painful. i need to get fixed...i honestly don't care what it takes at this point.
so spring break...so far so good. i think the highlight has been me hitting into a curb and managing to pop my tire. i should have known from the loud bang it made...but i just kept driving home. its ok though i made it and everything. just when i got home i went to go assess....and i hear "psssssssssssss" and i was like shit balls.
daron's birthday was this afternoon. he was well behaved for once...not acting like a spoiled little english boy as usual. but i spent my time chasing the little ones around the store (where the birthday party was held) and making them put things back on the shelves. i'm telling you...i love the arakelian family but they really could use nanny 911...no joke. if the kids arent bad enough it's the husband. ok story. i had my digital camera with me and the pockets in my jeans were too small so i just tucked it into the back of my pants. so michael (the dad) comes up behind me and grabs the camera saying "are you gonna call me?" to which i reply "um..actually thats a digital camera." and he goes "oh, no wonder you take stinky pictures" wow...if you've ever read the nanny diaries you would understand somewhat of what i put up with.
yah thats all i can think to write about right now. i'm going to bed but im not tired. i just can't think of anything better to do.
so spring break...so far so good. i think the highlight has been me hitting into a curb and managing to pop my tire. i should have known from the loud bang it made...but i just kept driving home. its ok though i made it and everything. just when i got home i went to go assess....and i hear "psssssssssssss" and i was like shit balls.
daron's birthday was this afternoon. he was well behaved for once...not acting like a spoiled little english boy as usual. but i spent my time chasing the little ones around the store (where the birthday party was held) and making them put things back on the shelves. i'm telling you...i love the arakelian family but they really could use nanny 911...no joke. if the kids arent bad enough it's the husband. ok story. i had my digital camera with me and the pockets in my jeans were too small so i just tucked it into the back of my pants. so michael (the dad) comes up behind me and grabs the camera saying "are you gonna call me?" to which i reply "um..actually thats a digital camera." and he goes "oh, no wonder you take stinky pictures" wow...if you've ever read the nanny diaries you would understand somewhat of what i put up with.
yah thats all i can think to write about right now. i'm going to bed but im not tired. i just can't think of anything better to do.