Azie

I will always admit to a certain level of both amazement and shock when someone trusts me with their offspring. To anyone who knows me well enough to request such a favour my general dislike of children should be well known, yet they ask anyway. Somehow, despite my better judgement and with the promise of money being involved, I agree to watch the children... this does not end well. It has never ended well and it never wills, I have all the maternal instincts of a pit viper and I am not skilled at keeping children entertained. I also fail at resolving conflict without the threat of violence, cooking for picky eaters, telling stories with 'voi

AHH! Shit, oh shit, oh holy freaking shit! Classes start on the 2nd of September and my student loan still hasn't gone though! at this rate I'll be selling my orgame on ebay just to pay for school, forget about rent and food! I tried all year to find a job and then when I find one it's away from the city and only over the summer, so I don't even have a job when I move back! Luckilly I do have a place to live that's close to school, so at the very least I wont have to walk far in winter (Oh wait, I live in canada, winter lasts nine months of the freaking year!) So I'm trying to keep my panic attacks to an all time new low while I scream into

I've got to learn to stop trusting people, so far, and only drawing from this year's worth of experience, I don't have anyone in my life I can trust anymore. I ask for help from someone only to be cut off when the end is in sight, leaving me without options and already at the end of my rope. I know people have their own lives, their own situations, but all that ever seems to do is royally fuck me over. I know it's not intentional, but just once this year I'd like something to go my way. I'm tired of being let down by people I thought I could trust, I hate feeling this sick twisting in my gut as my depression slowly creeps its way through my