Is It Time Yet?
Only 3 more days until my vacation. 2 days if you don't count today but my day of work hasn't started . . . so yeah, 3 days. I need this vacation and I need it badly. The kids are all excited to be away from me and I told them that I was excited to get away from them for a week. Of course they told me I was the mean one . . . ah, kids. When I have children, I'm never going to spoil them. I guess it is a good thing I'm working for these people then. I learned not to follow their lead.
Other than kids and counting down the days until my vacation, I haven't been doing much of anything but preparing for school. Yay for college. I'm considering transferring a year earlier than I said because I just can't handle it here in Michigan anymore. I'm just getting more and more stressed out. My job is the most stressful thing of all. I feel like a fucking slave over there and the kids are just getting on my nerves. Then there is my sister who doesn't pay for her half of anything, which is a reason why I have to tolerate working like a slave so we have a place to live and food to eat. School is the least stressful thing of all. I sort of wish I didn't change my major and transfer to GRCC in the middle of the year because now I have to retake some classes and take a whole new set of classes. But whatever. I will manage even if it is coming from my own pocket.
It is hard to pay for everything when I have to pay for my medical bills too. I've been in and out of doctors offices and hospitals for the past two months and that is also really starting to put some pressure on me. My writing has been non-existent lately because of this. I pick up a pen and doodle on the paper instead of write. I miss school. I miss not having to worry about everything. Moving will be the best thing I do. I know it will be good for me. I just need to get away from EVERYONE. . . except my dad. He isn't getting on my nerves.
Other than kids and counting down the days until my vacation, I haven't been doing much of anything but preparing for school. Yay for college. I'm considering transferring a year earlier than I said because I just can't handle it here in Michigan anymore. I'm just getting more and more stressed out. My job is the most stressful thing of all. I feel like a fucking slave over there and the kids are just getting on my nerves. Then there is my sister who doesn't pay for her half of anything, which is a reason why I have to tolerate working like a slave so we have a place to live and food to eat. School is the least stressful thing of all. I sort of wish I didn't change my major and transfer to GRCC in the middle of the year because now I have to retake some classes and take a whole new set of classes. But whatever. I will manage even if it is coming from my own pocket.
It is hard to pay for everything when I have to pay for my medical bills too. I've been in and out of doctors offices and hospitals for the past two months and that is also really starting to put some pressure on me. My writing has been non-existent lately because of this. I pick up a pen and doodle on the paper instead of write. I miss school. I miss not having to worry about everything. Moving will be the best thing I do. I know it will be good for me. I just need to get away from EVERYONE. . . except my dad. He isn't getting on my nerves.