Oh honey get over yourself.

So I've been given lots of options lately...

-To move back with my nana and go to my old school [ghs] and leave schs
-To keep talking to this guy who takes me for granted or just find somebody else
-To volunteer at give kids the world, or the local hospital
-To stay working at sea world or get a different job.


I have mixed feelings about options. I hate having so many but I hate having none.

Random facts about right now:

*I swear theres a future pimple on my nose
*I need something to drink! [just had sunchips for dinner. yes dinner.]
*I've been dying to have a meaningful conversation. I'm tired of this "lets fuck" bullshit.
*My brother is smashing a grocery bag with no reasoning.
*I cleaned my whole house today when I was by myself
*I'm listening to common [who is awesome]
*I'm textin Camilo
*Emmanuel and his buddy are gonna come chillax at my casa for a bit.


anyway... this past week was whooo let's just say "different".

I've come to the realization that I'm talking to a LOSER!!!! Ugh a straight up loser. I seriously have to drop him immediately. He makes me feel inferior all the time [so not the case] and I'm FOREVER helping him with everything but the minute I ask for a favor, he doesn't have my back. Ok buddy. TTYN. End of that subject.

Last night I had an amazing experience.

I had the choices to either go to

a) give kids the world
or b) club coco's teen night

And of course... I chose a) give kids the world. For those that don't know, give kids the world is an organization that gives away free week-long vacations to families that have a child(ren) with a terminal illness. I had the opportunity to serve dinner to these families and let me just say these are the sweetest kids you'll ever meet. One of them just came out of nowhere and thanked me. For nothing. I did nothing. [aww]. Oh by the way, a terminal illness is an active and malignant disease that cannot be cured or adequately treated and that is reasonably expected to result in the death of the patient.

Fact: Give kids the world has Christmas every Thursday because some of the kids won't make it to Christmas this year.

I get crazy goosebumps with the idea of these kids knowing they're gonna die. And I see these huge smiles on their faces. I absolutely love volunteering there.


See if we all just come together, get a job and volunteer elsewhere, I swear our economy would rise. Too bad most of us are too lazy. We can't be independent individuals without complaining. We even choose to dress and look like everybody else. wtf.

Now that I've succeeded in changing the subject completely, lol, I might as well close.

Thanks for reading, and until next time honey.

Sasha Audrey.