For some reason, I'm having issues remembering what I've updated and what I haven't... and apparently, looking back is too hard. lol

So yeah... my sister Nichole's on the front page of the Monument. For swimming lessons, or some crazy shite like that. So that's very amusing...

So... Monday, Wednsday and today... I've been babysitting little baby Heather who's 4 months old... for about an hour, from quarter past 5, to quarter past 6, while Gina brings all of OUR kids to Vacation Bible School. Well, today I had to watch her also when she picked them up. And Heather.. cries. Well no, she screams bloody freaking murder. She'll sleep for like, 10 minutes then wake up, and she wont eat or anything... she'll just scream. And her shirt will get soaked from tears and drool.. and I found out that the ONLY way she'll stop crying, is if I take her outside- and walk. Its not that big of deal... I like walking... mostly. But up and down my drive way for 45 minutes is a BIT much. Plus, she likes to be held... well, its called 'the football hold'. You kind of... old her so her but is on your hip.. and your hand is holding her crotch.. and she's facing outwards. So your wrist (or my wrist, in this case) is at an awkward angle. And holding a baby at that angle for 45 minutes REALLY starts to hurt.

And of course, whenever Gina'd come to pick her up, she'd be soaking wet and unconsolable. lol

So today, she brought the stroller, and I walked around with her outside in that, and it was much easier.

But yeah, when Gina came by today, Alicia brought in a present and brought it to me and said "its for your birthday!" And I was like "... You should bring that back out to your mum..." But Gina really bought me something for watching Heather. She was like, "I was just thinking of you today, and I saw this.." So she bought me a cute bowl.. that I can't really remember what's on it... something about 'change' though. Like.. not the money kind... but the personal kind. And she said she thought that now that I had keys and a name tag and stuff for work, I could just walk in and throw all my grown up crap in the bowl. And that was awesome. And, a little magnet.. pot. It says "Girls Night" on it. And she was like, "It'd have more change in it.. but the kids got into it." So I opened it, and there's like, six dollars worth of change in it. Yes, I counted. But after Gina left.

She's so awesome. I feel bad, because she's SO shy... it just makes her easy to tease when she's not around. Heh, one time me and mom were pondering how she'd ever ''get intimate'' because she's just SO quiet and shy (I know, why's she friends with MY MOM?) And yeah, it was amusing. But now I feel bad, because she's just the best person.

Anyway.. tomorrow should be the day from HELL.

It seems like a lot is happening... but I've decided... that the only fast paced part of my day will be work. The rest of it'll just be me playing piano (which I should be practicing now,) or standing in a line, drinking butter beer and eating chocolate frogs. Which.. I really hope they have there. I think they will.

But yeah. I just absolutely DREAD going into work. I want the learning process to be OVER. So I can just go in, and not be afraid of customers. lol Unfortunately, its one of those vicious cycles, where I have to go in to practice, but to go in means having to practice. Bleh.

Kelly, Heather... When starting at Poland Spring/The Village... how long did it take for you to get the stuff down, so you didn't hate going in?

But, what DOES make me happy... is... me and my cousin did some calculations. If I work 8 hours on Saturdays and Sundays... every week... then I'll make like, 464$ a month. Which.. is awesome. But when the hell would I DO anything??

Oh well. Money's good. Heh, just for fun, lets see how much I could get a year, assuming I'd work EVERY weekend, same hours. Oooh, 5,568. I like Dunkin Donuts. lol

I'm off to daydream about driving my car and not working. But still getting buckets of money. AHA! I'VE GOT IT!

I'M GOING TO BECOME A LIMO DRIVER! Or, I could combine education and limo... and get bus driver. But I totally dont want to be a bus driver. lol

Eh, I'm so tired. I got 6 hours of sleep last night. And I can NOT go to sleep until mom gets home.. which could be another hour.. which would make it 10:30.. then I have to stay up until like, 2 tomorrow, after working all day. WAH I HATE BEING A GROWN UP. Shrink-itize me, Cap'in!