Today is my first day to myself, ever since I started working as a file clerk and going to school part time. All my free time consists of me doing homework or watching my favorite sho Sons of Anarchy on replay.Juice please survive this season! Not sleeping enough has caused me to find a place to sleep at school yesturday. But with my luck and self concious of people watching me sleep, I had no luck. I pretty much, jinxs myself when I asked my friends "how do you do it," while every one else around me works a job and are going to school with me. Now look at me! Im just like them. 




The only difference I feel between my class mates is that they have a child and I dont. So I get the vibe that they know more about how to take care of a child, and I dont. Which is not true. I wish I had all the time in the world to do the things I want and need to get done. Like: Yoga, new hair style, grocery shopping, hang with the girlys, ect!
I went to my very first Memorial service, over the weekend for some one who I knew on a personal level from middle school. My counciler from 8th grade, commited suicide the Sunday before. I didnt want to invest the details why or how, but my best friend from childhood mentioned he was depressed and had always ran into him and seemed happy. Its just hard to even bare the thought why, when he was so positive and a great role model for us kids, I rode my bike to the service, not sure but my cruiser may need new tires. Cause I woke up the next morning my body hurting in pain.


Well time to eat breakfast and study for another test.
xoxo Mckenzie


The only difference I feel between my class mates is that they have a child and I dont. So I get the vibe that they know more about how to take care of a child, and I dont. Which is not true. I wish I had all the time in the world to do the things I want and need to get done. Like: Yoga, new hair style, grocery shopping, hang with the girlys, ect!
I went to my very first Memorial service, over the weekend for some one who I knew on a personal level from middle school. My counciler from 8th grade, commited suicide the Sunday before. I didnt want to invest the details why or how, but my best friend from childhood mentioned he was depressed and had always ran into him and seemed happy. Its just hard to even bare the thought why, when he was so positive and a great role model for us kids, I rode my bike to the service, not sure but my cruiser may need new tires. Cause I woke up the next morning my body hurting in pain.

Well time to eat breakfast and study for another test.
xoxo Mckenzie










