Headaches........ Why????

My head pounds like a hammer to a nail......

Headaches. The bane of a teens existence. The worst part being that no one ever believes you have it. Apparently, being under 18 years of age means you don't feel pain or get sick. You are always trying to get out if something.

But yet, if my mother has a migraine, I get stuck with making dinner. I have to do the dishes. I have to give the kids a bath.

Is there a word for special treatment because of age?

Even little kids have it! My younger brother, age 11, NEVER gets in trouble. Its always my fault. And the kid I'm babysitting, Taylon, same deal. Despite being grounded, the kid is at his friends RIGHT NOW.

But what can we do? I mean, I'm all for teens taking over the world, but that sounds a little like overkill.

With all the feeling a teenager can muster,

Daizy

Summer Jobs..... Who Is The Insane Inventor??

Hey, Sorry its been so long.

I know I told you about my summer job, babysitting evil incarnate, my cousin Taylon. Well, turns out he is worse than the devil. He is the person who inspired the devil to go bad. I mean, this kid is abusive. I have bruises from him elbowing me, and I might be emotionally scarred from his insults. I know the kid is only ten, but I swear I'm gonna beat some sense into him.

I get paid fifty dollars a week to do watch him for six hours, clean the house and watch him when my aunt decides to go out. But what wasn't part of the deal was that everyone wants me to pay for all my stuff now. Granted, before it was difficult to convince my mother to buy any kind of luxury, but now its near impossible. The responsibility is all piling up at one time.

Not to mention how much I miss my friends. Britt and Cass, Sydney and Corey, Jake and Jonathon, Drake and Caleb. I could go on and on. If any of you guys are reading this, I MISS YOU!!!!

Ironically, I'm kind of excited to go back to school. Freedom is nice, but after nine months of nonexistent free time, 24/7 of nothing BUT free time is a little overwhelming. But, hey, its good not to be sitting at a desk listening to teachers drone about prepositions and fractions, right?

With all the feeling a teenager can muster,

Daizy