It's Been A Long Week
Mood:  down
Now Playing: Backstreet Boys
Shut up! I needed a change of pace, so I put some really old, non-threatening music. Sometimes I miss being 15.

The reason I'm down is because I'm sick. It is allergy season, and it's kicking my ass right now. Also, I worked all day at the center all week. And I am so dead tired that it's not even funny. Even though I am about to get crazy paid, this career is just not for me. If you work full time in child care, you have no life. You can't spend time with friends because you are there extremely early in the morning, when the parents drop their kids off before they have to get to work, to late in the evening when the parents get off of work. And some of them take their sweet ass time to get there. They need to realize that there are days when we'd like to be home before the sun sets. Then, when the day is finally over, all you want to do is eat something, bathe, and go to bed at a reasonable time, because you have to be up early and do it all over again the next day. And on the weekends, all you want to do is sleep and rest up for the long, long week ahead. But my check is going to be so awesome this week.

The reason I've been there all day is because this lady was supposed to come sometime and check the center over. But she didn't, and I have to do it all over again on Monday. While I would like to thank this woman for the serious boost in my pay, still this bitch better come on Monday, because I miss my sleep. And Elliot. If it weren't for the little kids, I'd bring a radio and turn him on. Oh well, that's one of life's sacrifices. Maybe with this check, I can open a savings account and get some interest on it.

Today, my grandfather went in the hospital. The same one that went in right before this past Christmas. He was complaining of dizzy spells, and his wife, my step-grandmother (I wanted to emphasize this, just to show I'm not related to her) wouldn't take him to the hospital! And they live almost an hour away, because some parts of D.C. are very difficult to get through, so my parents had to go. But they didn't get there in time, so they had an ambulance take him. Now, he's getting a blood transfusion. This beeping sucks. He's so awesome too. I'll be really blown if anything happens to him. His wife is so mean, she never liked any of his kids anyway. What the hell is wrong with people?

The only reason I didn't go was because I was resting with these really bad allergies. Obviously I'm better now, but earlier it was unbearable.

I just want my granddaddy to be okay.

I'm phasing and sneezing.