I have no idea how well I will do at work tonight, due to the fact that I have gotten 2 hours sleep in the past 36 hours,. Why did I get so little sleep you may ask? Well it is all thanks to the inconsiderate assholes in this apartment, my mother, my roommates Juliann Emilio, and dale Clem, my sister Pamela Baker and her 4 daughters, who by the way have never met me, yet they see me as a dangerous monster and have a term for me that I won't state due to the fact that once it is said about a person, you have no choice but to assume it is a true statement.


I am in so much pain inside my heart (the emotional heart, not the physical one.) As I laid in my bed trying to sleep for the past 2 hours, instead of dreaming sweet dreams of ponies, me being the woman I am supposed to be, being with those i love and see as my little ones or dreaming of a time long ago when my family loved me. I cried silently into one of my pony plushies. Instead of dreams of those wonderful things mentioned above, I could only think of a box cutter, lighter fluid, a large bottle of sleeping pills, or a rope.