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Please god, just shoot me now.

I don't know how everyone does it. The whole 9 to 5 thing. I swear I was going to die, and when layton came over, and I pulled myself away from the computer, I fell asleep on him almost immediately. At least 10 minutes of my time outside was spent helping to push around the second youngest kid on a tricycle. Trying not to kick the back of it, steer her, not fall over, and keep my damn hair from falling in her face. Heh. I should probably turn keeping hair ties around my wrist a regular thing. Never know when I'll need them. Everything in my back feels like it's broken now. And I'm going to have to go back on tuesday and do it all over again, only for longer. Evil. But it's money. I'm really going to try. I have to. This is the only way I'll ever be able to know if I will be able to do anything with my life. I want to believe that I can be a normal functional person, but then right there smack in the middle is lie. And that's all I end up seeing and thinking, that everything is a lie.

And I would like to say this, for the record, it's not the kids that I have a problem with. It's the adults that I would be working alongside. They're the ones that scare me most.

Layton has to work tomorrow, he's none too happy to about that. He wanted to go out and see the blacklight's show that is going on tonight. It's turned out for me to be an ok situation, the not going out and all, because I've got really bad stomach cramps for whatever odd reason and they're making me want to throw up. I'm unhappy that he's unable to see his show though. Know how badly he wanted to. Would have gone with. I want him to be happy.

I wanna re-pierce my eyebrow, but I'm not sure I'm going to be able to do it for a little while now. :'(

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