wow dont i just love my job.

actually no. i dont. not at all.
i love that when i actually try to help out, i get yelled at.
i love that i go in and actually work, and get in trouble. but the other kid sits and freakin reads! and neverrrrr gets yelled at.
red hanger=death.
never go there. never work there.
whatever

mostly i just want someone to tell me that a daycare is hiring, and then i get that job and my life will be completeeee :)
yes please.

for your own entertainment...

soo guess who's home!

horray i made it! and i had the time of my life.
i have superrrrrr bad jet lag though, and i thought 14 hours of sleep would do the trick...but i think it's worse today! so i will post pictures and all my journal entrys (minus the mean things i had to say about some people) up some other day.
i swear my head is going to explode.
but i had the time of my life, i hate being home!
except i did gain a new love for america...a deep deep love.
:)