DEAR DIARY, HOW WAS MY DAY?

Holidays have started, which is nice. Even if I’ve got a day when I’m not doing anything, I just sleep in ’til 2PM and sunbake for the rest of the day. Some might say it’s a waste of a day, but hell, what’s better than relaxing?

Babysat today. F*cking boring. The kid played games on my phone all day while I sat on the floor singing along to his sisters So Fresh CD. The songs on those aren’t all bad, surprisingly. I was releived when his parents came home.

Dad is once again back from Vietnam where he went for a week. It was nice having him away, as always. I feel so much more at ease when he’s not there to tell me what I have to do the following day, and shouting at me ’cause he ‘knows I would have forgotten’. Seams like a silly reason for anger to me – shouting at someone for something they may do in the future seams a bit tight ass and weird. He gave me money. I took his money, and crossed it off the list of money that he owes me. He doesn’t know about the list. When he gives me more than he owes me I write it down, so that in the end we will come out equal. I just hate taking advantage. He always gives me money when he comes back from a trip overseas. It’s nice for me, but funny ’cause it shows that he wanted to get me something but didn’t get around to it. Not that I care at all.

That was one of a few ‘Dear Diary, today I did…’ entries. God love ’em… I’m surprised you even got to the end.