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2001-08-14 : 1:31 p.m.
Happiness, Is it real or just a fairy tale that turns into a nightmare when you don't expect it???
I don't know what my glitch is. I've always been one of those people that updated pretty damn reguarly and thought that I did a pretty good job explaining the way that I feel inside and out seeing as how this is my diary. I have some fears that I have not before expressed. Like where am I going to bring the baby when I go back to work? I am screwed. I don't know where we are going to live because my mom is leaving pretty quickly after the babe is born and so I won't be living with her and so we're going to have to become pretty independantly wealthy pretty damn fast. We'll have to save up before peanut is born than I guess. I don't do daycares. For several reasons: 1- EXPENSIVE (CHA CHING!) 2- Babies are NEGLECTED hard core. 3- I will constantly be worrying about someone else holding my baby and then again not holding them enough. I don't want them to have swing syndrome where that is the only thing that calms them down. That's ridiculous. 4- I don't want my kid to be one of those day care kiddos. Been there since they were born and won't ever leave until they go to school. FUCK That. Hell Nah. (all of the above would be forfeited if Justen still worked at La Petite day care. But he doesn't) My other thing is I HATE WORKING! I HATE WHERE I WORK! I ONLY LIKE 2 people that I work with. The owner cause he's not an asshole, and the accountant. She is incredible. I love her. She's like a mother hen. I want this baby to get here. I want to sleep with them already. and smell them. YUMMY. I want to not live where I do anymore. Seriously. I'd like to get out of there. I wish me and Justen had our own little house. With like 2-3 bedrooms. It doesn't have to be big. It could even be a duplex. Even better. That would make me really happy. It would. I want that more than anything. HELP!! SEND MONEY QUICKLY!!
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