Mail & Babysitting

Today was full of nothing but being lazy. After being on a wizard rock high last night I fell asleep around 12, which trust me is WAY early for me lately. I didn't wake up until around 11, which again is strange because even though I usually sleep at 4 am I wake up pretty early. (around 8 or 9) I seriously spent my day planning future videos for my youtube channel. I've found a love for making videos recently and I've found that making videos can sort of be like a therapy. Anyways, my day didn't really pick up till around 4 when the mail man delivered the mail. I was so excited because two items I had ordered had finally come. One is part of a birthday present for one of my friends and the other was charlieissocoollike's latest record. I never get tired of receiving mail. It feels like christmas morning every time I open a package or a letter, it always seems to lighten my spirits. While I'm on the subject of mail, I might as well mention that my new mac desktop is supposed to arrive in the morning. I am beyond excited, it is coming to me fully loaded with an adobe photoshop package and final cut pro! (WE WE WE SO EXCITED)

So after receiving all my packages and trying to not pee myself of excitement I got in my car and headed to babysit. When I got to the house the mother of the girl I was babysitting told me to go inside and make myself at home while she went and picked up her daughter from a day camp. I felt awkward as I sat there on the couch waiting for time to pass. Finally 20 minutes later they were back and the parents were getting ready to head out. Before they left the mom handed me money and I quickly put it into my pocket not looking to see how much I had received. They said goodbye and headed out the door. As they left I pulled out the money to see how much I had received just out of curiosity. Two five dollar bills were pulled out of my pocket and a frustrated expression formed on my face. I understand that I can't expect to be receiving loads of money from baby sitting, but 10 dollars for four hours felt like a rip off. This is not the first time I have been underpaid as at one point this summer I received 20 dollars for 7 hours of watching there daughter. I feel used. I know I could have another job this summer, but I'm just not feeling it. Senior year tore me up, emotionally physically mentally. I just needed a break and thats what I got. Oh well life must go on, I'm babysitting again on saturday, from 3 to 9 and I best be getting a bigger paycheck. Until next time...

listening to: obliviate me by i speak tree

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