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Cleaning my room. The most annoying thing in the world. It would definitely be nice to have a maid or something to do all the work for me. Then i would have time to do things other than the stupid chore of cleaning my room.


50 years later..

OOOOHHH GOSHHH. Can't people learn to clean up after themselves? Is it really that hard to throw your dirty clothes in the laundry hamper or throw some trash in the garbage? It really must be difficult, seeing as these people can't pick up a sock if their life depended on it. If i have to take one more piece of food that is growing mold on it, from the refrigerator, i think im gonna throw the towel in. quit. just quit. But i can't. This is my job. Yuuup. I'm a maid for some wealthy family who has better things to do than clean up after their filthy selves. I guess it's all ironic though, now that i think about the days when i was a kid, and never wanted to clean up after myself. i always wanted a maid to do the job for me. Now look at what i am.

b@rb!3 ***

Alright, so my child hood toy was a barbie. They were pretty much my life from age 6-10 years old. I had every barbie asscessory you could think of. Cars, hair brushes, shoes, pools, houses, jewelery, pets, clothes. I only had barbies at my dads house, which i visited everyother weekend. That meant i didnt see them everyday, so when that weekend rolled around, it excited me, and made me all the more happy to go to my dads house. Most of the time i would create little stories with them. Usually my cousins, which were close to my age, came over too. The worst part was deciding who would get to use the ken doll. I only had 2, but i had over 20 girl barbies. My brother also knew that we had this obsession over the ken dolls, so one day, being the demon brother that he can be, went downstairs and TORE the head off of one of my ken dolls. I was devestated. It was also my favorite of the two ken dolls. It was the ken whos beard would grow if you put it under cold water, but then came off if you put hot water on it. He also had the real(well, real for a barbie) hair. But anyways, i pretty much adored my barbies, and im not gonna lie, i think they still might be in a huge bin in the basement of my dads house. i might have to check on that one. - and if you were wondering what my next favorite childhood toy was, it was an Easy Bake Oven :]





K3R!**

BabY <3

Dear my future child.
I really hope that you are a girl. ive always wanted a girl and if you are, then ill be especially happy :D . Ive been thinking about names for you already. I love the name Joslynn and Madison. I hope you like it to. I making sure that you won't be made fun of when youre in school because your name isnt very weird, like some of the actor and actresses baby's name. They've been naming them things like Apple. I promise you that i will never put you through the agony and embarrassment of having a name like that. I will not spoil you, but i wont reject you either. You'll earn my respect, but ill never stop loving you. Ill make you do chores, but you'll get an allowance, so dont worry. I wont ever make you be someone that you dont want to be. I'll never pressure you into being perfect. I just want you to be the best you can be :] I would tell you about the world, and what its like, but knowing the United States and all the technology we have, the world will be different than it is now. Well. i love you future child :]

.. oh hawaii

alright. so i once had a dream that i was in one of the the troical islands of hawaii. it was sunny, unlike the previous time i was there. i was with the girls i had traveled with when i had went there before. they were all pretty amazing and always had a verrrrrrry great time with them. the dream brought me back to the time me, hillary, sydney and tish were all in this convienant store, The ABC store to be exact. They were on every block. Anyways, we were walking around and then sydney said she noticed some random guy who looked like the bass guitarist from greenday, and im like yah whatever, but i sorta believed her b/c i only knew what the led singer looked like. anyways, she kept urging me to talk to him, so finally as he was walking out of the store, i said " are you from the band - " and he cut me off and said " yes i am." and walked off. As i went to run after him to try and get his autograph ... My alarm clock cut off the best part and i was faced with the realization of figuring that it was just a dream. i layed there wanting to fall back to sleep. as i layed there i thought about what actually happened. everything was true up to the part where i started to run after him. i think thats why i always wake up before i can catch up to him.