it's almost basically one o'clock and i couldn't get more bored. soo, i'm going to tell you a bed time story.
once upon a time there was a girl named maria. she woke up an hour late causing her to be an hour and a half late to work. after working for half the time she was supposed to, she came home only to sit on her butt alllll fuhreaking day long. after working up her courage to finally work out for a mere 20 minutes. following that she returned to her sitting, except this time she was responsible for another person: her little sister. this so called "babysitting" started at 7. it is now one and her current predicament contains a spoonful of peanut butter, beyond dry contacts, and oprah on the tv telling of child prodigies. nothing makes me feel more productive or useful to my world, country, and family knowing that out there, there's some four year old child composing the next beethoven's 5th symphony. to top it all off, i really really really really really want a brownie. these kids are inventing the cure for cancer at the age of 12 and me, being almost 19, i can barely curb my own addictions to fattening foods.
alright so that wasn't really a bed time story. more like day recap ending in a pile of pitty me and my sad existance spiel. apologies.
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