My day has been really boring. Can anyone share that feeling with me?
Babysitting stinks. I babysit a nine-year-old and a four-year-old. Nine-year-old's are not suppose to be babysat. They are suppose to stay home and watch corny movies while they're mom goes to work. I mean, that's what I did. They come from eight to two-twenty or something like that. Doesn't matter, 'cause for the first hour and a half I was asleep. Stayed up till two o'clock last night thinking about the thing in my last journal. About the guy. That's changed a little now, thank god, it's gotten better. It's a really long and sad story. I really feel sorry for him. D:
Anyways, message me... send me a request... comment.... you know.
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