Jul 28
chickenpox
I never did get back to you. This is because as I left the mall I say that I had 3 missed calls and then was informed I had locked some of the people outta the house. Their fault. If they go out without telling me leave a damn note!
Ha ha I am the mighty key holder. Wait on me.
Anyway more on what’s currently happening
as some of you know I am a nanny for 4 children one is 5 and goes to camp all day the others are triplets. They are a year old.
So the 5 year olds camp called their mother and told them that they think she has chicken pox!! Another kid at her camp had it. So now. On this Monday that the triplets are sick and I am sick now she is sick too. After she is done at the doctors she is coming back home with me. Now my job is to keep her away from her little brothers. This could be very hard. She is always playing with them and such stuff.
She will also be demanding my attention to play and stuff. Honestly I don't think I could play anything right now. My head and throat kills.
My question is.
What can I do for her? How can I keep the other children from getting it as best I can?
What can I do to keep her distracted?
Now I'm off to search the Internet for some facts. If you do know anything please please let me know.
I am begging of you.
Anyone who has nothing better to do and feels like helping, if you could find some websites as well that would be a great help.
Today is going to be the longest Monday evah...
Jul 28
Do you like your computer?
Do you love your computer? I love my computer. It may not be the best damn thing out there but I love it. There are plenty of Mac haters out there. Good for you. Using a Mac once doesn’t count as using it. When you try foods you must try them a few time. Find out what they go well with. How it works. This is much the same way for a Mac.
Think of it like this.
I’m North American I grew up on pizza hot dogs hamburgers fries…ect….Then I move to Japan. Or some other foreign country
Now I must eat their foods. At first your going to hate it. It’s so different
Can you hate something on such small knowledge of it?
Find out its history
What it goes with
Measure pros and cons
That’s how you ought to do it
Now what’s up with all this hating anyway?
Once again I am sitting in the food court with the food court noises. Can’t hear any real discussion. This time I have picked a spot that has high traffic.
Hey I say that buddeh, there’s a reflection like a mirror in my screen.
Speak of which this needs a clean I should go off to the source and buy another cloth. Mine is god knows wear. But it looks like a child coughed on it….ew…
Then after this I need to get food. What will I eat?
Scrap the getting the screen cleaner shit.
I don’t have the money to be spending. Even though I just totally bought a headset for my psp.
When the fuck am I gonna use that shit anyway!?!??!?!?!
I DONNO WHY I HAVE BEEN WRITING SHIT DOWN RECENTLY. I GUESS IT’S HALF ME JUST NEEDING TO TALK TO SOMEONE AND MAYBE JUST HALF WANTING TO SHOW OFF MY WICKED COMPUTER…
NO I WAS JUST KIDDING ABOUT THAT LAST BIT. ITS TOTALLY JUST BORDOM AND GETTING OUT OF THE HOUSE. bUT IF I DON’T HAVE MY COMPUTER THEN I NEVER STAY OUT TOO LONG BECAUSE I WONDER WHATS GOING ON ON THE INTERNT
OYU KNOW
Oh shit caps.
I’m sorry….
I didn’t mean to yell
That seems to happen to me a lot.
I guess half the reason is because I use the caps like shift I donno why I don’t just use the shit maybe its because I’m so used to it by now, Anyway this is a really bad habit yet as I AM TYPING TO YOU I CAN’T HELP BUT shit I did it again…DO IT.
That last bit was on purpose.
Maybe I wont take it out for effect.
My throat hurts…great not only are the boys (triplets) sick but so am I.
Yeah fuck.
Ha ha iTunes. The saver of my sanity…
4:23….the mall closes at 5
Tim to go get some fucking food. But where?
Now for a random pic heh
retarded
Food now yup yup
I’ll be back inna bit or not I donno
SAVEH
Jul 27
People watch...
Here I am on Saturday in the food court people watching
whom do I see around me. No one. Well no one who spikes my interest so far.
Usually I sit in the corner in the back area. This place is good if you want no attention. Almost like being alone. Usually has people who are waiting for there wives friends sisters’ brothers or what have you. Looking off lost in thought. But today I stick myself in the middle
I do not with to be viewed but to be the viewer I am after all viewer discretion. Amaryllis advise. It doesn’t make sense. It doesn’t need to.
I am not a writer so don’t bitch to me if I jump form topic to topic. It’s who I am suck it up.
I am eating pizza and drinking coke. How North American of me. Shame.
Well it’s a nice change from McDonalds….the only food besides home cooked I have been eating recently
It is meat thank you for asking. The only kind of pizza! Well for me.
I half wish this place had wifi. At the same time then I would not be talking to you. So I guess it’s good.
Today it seems I have not chosen a good spot. I am disappointed in this sitting in the middle business.
This is how my food court works.
It is a rectangle. You can sit around the sides about as wide as a street. Going both ways but only 1 lane per side even though about too cars on each side could fit, that would be dangerous driving. But there is no driving in the food court anyway.
The middle is a huge hole
With places to cross in the middle and near the end.
You can look down onto the people shopping.
This actually bothers me. It’s about the same height from standing on the rail and jumping, as it was that one time with a friend who nearly died. I get vertigo about rails now. I am not afraid of heights.
The youth… The females. Make me sick. The Asian girls actually have style. It’s the white girls.
All dressed in Hollister with their Hollister men (no boys) or Abercrombie and Fitch.
I have yet to see one of these things eat. I only ever see them with coffee or ice caps or fruit drinks or fruit shakes or yogurt.
Eat pizza bitches!! I will have you know sweat pants with the word Hollister is NOT hot.
So when I am noticed you can guess whom by, the opposite sex. This confuses me.
People say I look like I’m 15 or 12 even sometimes (I’m one day tall 12 year old at 5foot8)
Like just the other day (as in a few weeks ago) I got the God of war psp. You have to be over 17. I was IDed and had no idea so I had to come back the next day. I was pissed. My point is the guy was like your don’t look 17. I was like really. I’m 20.
Every time this happens it reminds me of my cute little friend Shannon who is so so so much shorter then me so she is always mistake for a 12 year old. But me I’m tall so I am all like what the fuck?
Anyway back to what it was I was talking about.
So it confuses me because people say I look like a kid but then I get all these comments for guys. You know the your banging nice ass I’d hit that. Tap that ass…and so on.
Yet don’t I look 12-15 to them as well?
These like older then me but not really old guys …wait sometimes-old guys. Say these things to me? AND other little girls! Gross. Now the little girls proabbly love it.
But you know what they aren’t thinking of that guy is thinking he wants to rip off all my clothing and fuck me so hard. She’s thinking. I must be pretty. I’m getting attention.
Or
Other unmentionable things that the guy is thinking about doing to her. She is thinking he thinks she looks pretty in her nice clothing. That Is really skimpy and flashy but she doesn’t really understand that she isn’t being pretty but like saying imagine fucking this…with her clothing.
This is part of the reason I am not a girly girl. If I was I could have all the attention I wanted and rule the world.
I like my jeans t-shirts crazy clothing and my lack of accessories and lack of makeup hair junk and all that crap. You are not your accessories.
Jul 16
The russian blue
Today I met a cat.
Lets call him silas...Because I like then name.
Silas was a small grey cat. Russian blue. He was young. Not fully grown. With amazing green eyes.
He sat like a statue. I stoped the stroller.
"look boys a cat"
His neck was small and sported a royal blue collar with a blue bell and a gold ID tag.
The sound of the bell was soft and made a tinkle noise.
I reached out and he sniffed my hand.
I reached further and pet the top of his head.
He was so friendly. And he knew at once I was a cat person.
I could tell he could tell by the way i knew how to scratch under his chin behind his ears, and pet him with the right amount of force. Perfect.
He began to purr.
I couldn't stop touching him. Longing for my own cats. I missed.
It was then I thought about how I missed my pets. My cats. The everyday thing I had with my nemo.
The welcome home feed me now please. , then later I will seek you and sit on your lap, keep you warm.
I stood up and I looked back at the boys.
I didn't want to leave the cat. Why couldn't he leave me?
"say bye bye to the cat"
I felt a shape but small pain in my chest, the kind you get when something hurts and you feel like crying but you don't. I slowly walked away looking back over my shoulder a few times, until I stoped and watched him from afar.
Sunbathing waiting for the nest person to come and say hello....



5:15 AM Nov 22