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GirlNextDoor58
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Name: Camille
Country: United States
State: California
Birthday: 1/29/1988
Gender: Female
Interests: Hmm,...this is the main question everyone keeps asking me,I love to read plays like Romeo and Juliet and Chicken Soup books,I love strolling around the beach with the salty beach waters touching my feet and walking with someone hot(hehe),hanging out with my friends(G-MiKs),listening to music,shopping,and having fun!^_^
Expertise: I'm good at:singing,dancing,arts,making friends,being a girl(friend)and I
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
Member Since:
3/26/2003
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| ok...ummm I'm back to where I started...it was all sorts a f*cked up. I got to stay at tha nanny job for a week. And Last night they said " We don't think you're ready to be a nanny, and we just don't think it's safe for our daughter to be in your hands because we think that if we are gone for 2-3 days for a business trip, you wouldn't be able to handle her..." and then I was all like " ok...are you saying you want to fire me? I mean release me?" and they said "well yeah..." and then I was all like..."Can't you give me a week to find a place to stay and work at? do you have any friends or family that need this kind of position?" and they said "Not that we know of" And I was all like "ok...So when do you need me to leave?" they said " less than a week, you can call some people up to see if you can stay at their place" and then I was so shocked I went straight to my room and started packing 'cause I had a feeling they'd say I have to leave soon...and I was right. I packed within 20 minutes and they wanted me out at the same night and not to spend the night. They also said they don't feel safe with me being in there house...which made me feel sick to my stomach,like as if I was a criminal or something. I ended back at Omar's house,and I insisted on sleeping inside his car.But instead he said I should just sleep in the livin room. So that was nice of him....Tomorrow I'm prolly gonna stay at this one friend's house....but I gotta jet... | | |
| My last day at Ultra Star...my last day here at Omar's house...It's so hard for me to let go after being surrounded by so many great people and then it's always time to move on...I don't like changes...but when times like these gets you down on the rocks, you gotta do something...So I guess this is it... | | |
| well...I looked up a job as a home stay nanny... and I got the job! First try too! And my bags are all packed and ready to be taken to my new home. What depresses me is that I won't see my boyfriend that much...he'll be at school and work all together...I'm gonna miss him...but we'll still see each other over the week ends.=) And I hope they have a computer with a webcam so I can keep in touch with him. I'm gonna save as much as I can so I can fix my life and get back on my own two feet. I love Omar so much...that I'd give all I can to make our future a good one. | | |
| Here I am again....life is chasing my ass and I have no where else to go ...my father doesn't want me in the house and I was so desperate to live in LA with my friend which is miles away from Poway. I can't do that....poway is my home and I need to be close to it,otherwise I'll lose it. My boyfriend heard me over the phone crying...and all he could tell me was I told you so...and I knew this day would come...I just didn't listen.All I could think about was work and having a good time. I'm 19 years old and I feel like there's gotta be more to life...I don't wanna live out in the streets...but I wanna be able to stand on my own two feet. I'm scared outta my wits...I am looking into becoming a homestay nanny...and I hope the family I go into...are nice,and respectful. I don't wanna be afraid that every night that the man of the house or some foolish joke will kill me...I wanna be safe...but what am I supposed to do? *sighs* | | |
| *sigh*...ok so I have to leave Omar's house before this month ends... I got all my shit packed up and ready to go anywhere faith will bring me...I might just go back in the hell hole of my father's house...I am extrememly depressed...'cuz over there I am abused,and hardly have freedom...and I guess it's a huge reality check for me. I hope things will be better though... I'm gonna have a hard time sleeping when i go back home...I'm so used to having Omar by my side...and I wish it wasn't like this. I wish I was more cooperative with school and getting a better job...but damn I also wish I didn't procratinate so much..=( | | |
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