Jul 12, 2005 01:14
Okay.
First on my agenda. Place yourself in my shoes. Would you honestly want to take care of thirty plus children? Half of which jump up and down and call you "MOMMY!" in a high-pitched voice? You try staying calm, collected and not explode every once in a while.
Not to mention, ever since I've developed this... Mother personality, I've felt strange. This has gone on for three days, now. I have horrid stomache-aches... at least it feels like my stomache. THAT. And my lower back hurts like a bitch.
I'm also ten times more bitchy than I normally am.
I also have cravings for chocolate and hot water bottles. -.-;
Next on my agenda is some sort of public apology that I swear I am not being force to partake in.
I'm sorry.
Sorry for snapping. Sorry for calling all of the... Children.. brats, snots, annoying and wishing for their death. Fuck. I'm getting married, I'm cramping, I have to figure out how to care for thirty people all of a sudden, there are so many preparations going on, and what's worse?
The humidity is really bad for my hair right now. Really bad. It's all frizzy and annoying and it makes me want to break things. Nfu.