I am very sorry....

I have not blogged in a very very long time and I apologize for those who car, which will probably be me in the long run. I will hopefully use this blog when I am older, and I can look back and say o ya I remember that kids come listen to this post, and they will just smile and act like it is great, when they are really thinking why do I care.

So I am home from Idaho, and life has been life. It is kinda boring, but spending time with my mom is a blast and helps it not be so boring. I just want my friends back, and I want a boy to talk to everyday and tell him how cute he is and then him tell me that I am smokin hot. I just want a lot of things in life, but you know you can't always get what you want.

I can't say I really have a job, but I am working. Mrs. Frenkel has kept me busy with jobs to do. I cleaned their house one day, and yes I am getting paid, and no I don't just clean peoples houses to be nice. I know I am a horrible person. Then I worked in her office and did some filing, paper work, time cards, running errands, etc. One time I was out running errands, and one of the jobs was to fill up Mrs. Frenkel's car with gas. It was more difficult than you think. She drives a really nice mercedes, so I felt pretty cool like ya this is my car. So I get out to put gas in, but her tank was flat and didn't have the little finger thing that opens it. I go back in the car look all over for the button to pop it, and couldn't find it. Call her asking where it is, and she says it doesn't have one you just push it. So I am like easy enough, get out and am pushing on this gas tank, expecting it to open right up. Nothing, so I  am pulling, pushing really hard, more pulling, nothing!! So I call Lauren(her daughter) and am like how do you do this! She doesn't know so she is talking me through this, and giving me moral support. By this time I think 7 minutes have gone by, and most people are done with putting their gas in! So now people are probably thinking, wow what a spoiled brat she has this nice car, never has filled up her own gas and has no idea what she is doing. I see this guy starting to walk over to try, and help me but I finally figured it out. It was really embarrassing. Yes I get embarrassed really easily!!!

she will always be there for me, and laugh at my jokes