... I hate babysitting... kthnx.

What I hate even more? Being called an hour and a half before the required babysitting time. ... and just as an added bonus, after having just prepared the most awesome dessert ever, though that's the least of the issue T.T I am not even going to -attempt- to put into the words the hell I was put through during the actual babysitting, oi. Suffice to say the kid is not human, oh no. There is no doubt in my mind that he is the spawn of the devil. Seriously. I was literally ready to shoot myself. BLARGH.

Why am I even babysitting anymore? -.-;;;

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I need a job.