Last Monday my parents took my cell phone away. Yes, I am twenty.... but I also live at home so there's that.
They gave it back last night. I told most of my friends that I "lost it" which isn't lying... I just left out the part where I threw a temper tantrum and got my toy taken away.
But anyways.... I've been trying to catch up on all the snapchatting I missed. (I had 43 snaps)
Like, what is life if you don't snapchat it? Granted my friends only get snaps of my dogs, me with my dogs, me complaining and maybe me driving while white girl rapping to Drake. But I mean, I've gotten worse snapchats like of peoples feet walking. It's like, okay? Cool, bro. WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU WALKING TO?? Totally pointless. At least write, "Going to the library" or some shit like that.
I got a nanny gig today. Met the mother at the Starbucks at Town Center. This seems like it would be pretty simple, but it's not. There is a Starbucks in Albertson's and then there is a separate Starbucks not 300 feet away equipped with a drive thru.
The kid is 3.5 years old. I wasn't used to that age, but it went well. I would make houses and stuff out of Legos and he would come destroy it. I also introduced him to "The Fox" by Ylvis. I'm sure his mother is very pleased about that...
On a side note: I ate way too many mashed potatoes and I feel like the blueberry girl from Willy Wonka.
K. I'm done.
Peace 0ut.
