My life

I feel like I live a boring life. I go to school everyday and when I'm not in school I'm working. I work two jobs and it gets to be so much and stressful with everything going on. What really makes it worse is when my friends ask to hang out and I tell them I can't because I have to work. Then when I'm finally free they are always busy. It seems like things just never go the way you want them to.

I'm so glad when this break finally comes I finally can relax. I mean yeah I'll still have to work, but that's at five so I pretty much have to whole day to do absolutely nothing. It be nice for once I don't have to stress out about school. It will give me a chance to catch up on things and have time for myself. I'ts well deserved. Yeah I no it's apart of being an responasible adult

Snow

Why does it always have to snow on the day you have things to do? I don't mind the snow I just hate it when it ruins your whole weekend. I went to work Friday and we ended up closing at six thirty so i was only at work for an hour and a half. When I got home I made sure I got snowed in at my best friend house. There was now way I was getting suck at my house bored doing absolutely nothing. I was suppose to work on Saturday and Sunday but my parties were cancelled so I didn't work at all this weekend. When I got home Saturday my mom and step dad maybe me put air in my tires when its like twenty seven degrees outside and my hands were numb i thought they where going to fall off. My one friend asked me to go to the movies with her but i wasn't allowed to because the roads were too bad and they didn't plow the development and my tiny car wasn't even going to make it out of the drive way. So all my plans I had this weekend got ruined. I don't really like snow unless it snows Sunday night into Monday so we can off school.

A Sad Day in my Life

A couple years ago my brother adopted a pit bull named Brady from the SPCA. He became my best friend, I felt like he was my dog instead of my brother’s. A few months later my brother got drafted an had to go to Iraq. While he was away I took care of him, fed him, took him on walks, cleaned up after him, played with him, let him sleep on my tiny twin bed with me, and I even shared my snacks with him. Our favorite snack was goldfish. Brady followed me everywhere. Every turn I took it felt like I was falling over him, he was always in my way.
Two summers ago we had to move and we weren’t allowed to have pets. So my grandparents were nice enough to take him in for awhile. Even though they live three hours away I was still grateful that they took him for us. I didn’t get to see him as much but when I went to visit him they Brady would jump on me to welcome me. Also when I would call my grandparents they would tell me stories of what he did and they would always tell me that he misses me. My grandparents loved him to death but they got tired of keeping him for us they brought him back down to stay with us until we found him a home. I went to visit my grandparents for a weekend and when I got home Brady was gone. My mom found a home for him. I was so upset and mad at her but I knew it was the best thing to do for him and us. The thing that hurt the most was that she never told me that she was getting rid of Brady. I also I never got to say goodbye to him.

Hello everyone,

My name is Tiffinee and I'm a beginner at blogging.