"Only after disaster can you be resurrected.  It is only after you’ve lost everything that you’re free to do anything."

Tyler Durden, "Fight Club"

babysitting can be a tough job. add sickness to the mix and u know ur in for a tough time. i’ve read almost every kids book imaginable, most of them contained trucks. these boys love their trucks lol. my one story on princess tumbalina wasn’t quite appreciated lol.

sigh poor kids. nothing is staying down. you would think theres nothing left to throw up, then again i better not jinx it. not long ago my little brother was in the hospital for dehydration cuz he was throwing up everything including fluids. thank goodness the other two aren’t in the same state. as much as i’m having a tough time today. i love kids. they have a way of showing you what’s important. they don’t judge. they accept you as u are. well dora the explorer is on. i’m being beckoned…

so lately i’ve been a little pissed about my face. originally i had thought it was acne. i’ve now met with a dermatologist. taken blood tests, urine tests, skin tests. i’ve spent a heck of alot of gas getting to these appointments and a heck of alot of cash on medication that has done nothing for me. so yes i’m a pissed. my life is already complicated enough not to mention having to deal with this right now. so this is my prayer…to the internet world. red spots please go away! ok yes i’m weird i understand that. i’m quite worried about my condition since it seems to be more serious then a simple rash on the face. anyways so instead of posting my med history on the internet. if ur curious call me (if u don’t know my number then i probably shouldn’t be telling u my med history. and u should stop reading this creepy post). anyways…the life of me…

demon’s from the past can screw with ur mind. the future is promising and yet we still have to look back. its like when ur turn on the radio and theres a good song and you have to check all the other stations just to be sure u have the best song on the radio at the moment. why double guess? why re-check? why can’t we just be sure of ourselves for once? why can’t we trust our first instinct? why can’t we trust our heart?