yesterdays entry; belated.

monday.
its already the worst day of the week.
it was raining and i can promise you that i havent seen the sun all day.
it was pure ugly.

im sitting in the office, and i planned on doing my fitness class project
in the waiting room but yeah..not possible.
so when you read this, it will be hours later when i copy and paste it from my notepad.

i met two grandparents and a 6 year old boy.
when you start talking to people you realize that your not the only
one going through problems, everyone around you is going through a trial.
the 6 year old, Kevin is so smart. he knows three languages, how crazy is that..
a six year old knows 3 languages. anyways,his mom lives in colombia, she doesnt live with her son.
how sad is that. he doesnt have his parents. he lives with his grandparents.
i think its so sweet that the grandparents took him in.
awwww, i love seeing that! abuelo/a's that care so much for their grandkids.

i dont live with my mom and thank god, cause i would be so lost. i dont where to start.
my mom just drives me crazy, i hate going to the visits.
thats the only thing that makes me hate tuesdays and thursdays. having to go see my mom.
now that i convinced her to join a gym, its not as bad.
its not as bad because theres alot of people at the gym and she cant hurt me in the gym.
plus, theres cameras. so, even better..
i dont even pay attention to her when were at the gym, i workout and i go to the machines
that dont have machines next to them so that she wont follow me..
i dont know how to explain my mom.
she hurts people and shes crazy
end of story.

p.s:
i dont want to be like my mom..shes a dusch.


goodnight world,
Jeanine.