I have been working as a nanny for about 4 1/2 months and I really enjoy it, but sometimes I wonder if I am being pushed around and even taken advantage of. For example, my bosses hired a cleaning crew to come over and clean up the house every other Thursday. No big deal, right? So then they ask me if I wanted the cleaning crew to clean my room ( I am a live in Nanny) and I said that I would rather them not. Naturally they were surprised and asked me why, at which point I explain to them th...

So yesterday I wrote about my so called friend Kelli, in "Catholic Dunce". Now I have new information which not only shocked me but hurt my feelings. Not only did Kelli get drunk the night before last and make a fool of herself she had sex with another random guy. Thats right folks... another one. She has not been as "holy" as she would have everyone believe and what makes things worse is.. I found out through a friend of mine whom she confided in. Kelli specifically asked her not to say anyt...

I know nobody likes to talk about being in debt...I mean lets face it debt stikes even the most frugal. It gives the feeling of dishonor and maybe even shame to most of us. Since I have left my mother's home I have been blind to the bills piling up around me.. every time I answer the phone I screen my calls.. and everytime I check my mail... I sigh in dispear. I decided that I dont want to live like this anymoe... I dont want to lie to my parents and boyfriend and I dont want to keep spendin...

This morning I woke up at 7:19 am to the always irritating sound of the alarm clock. My boyfriend had instructed me to wake him up in the morning because he was getting into a nasty habbit of being late for work. Aside from the irritation I felt.. I had a deeper feeling in my chest this morning, one that I am tired of feeling, I felt like there was nothing to live for. IMAGINE! Jst imagine waking up with this terrible notion that you have nothing to live for today, or tomorrow... or the ne...

When I was around 3 years old, my Mother noticed something very extraordinary about me. When she would put me in the tub, I would sing while I played, of coarse there is nothing extraordinary about that, but the amazing thing to her was that I was able to memorize songs perfectly, hitting every note like a homerun. Though my Mother wasnt the postergirl for having braggable children.. I remember vaugly her telling her friends how lovely my voice was... and then they would all demand to hear it...