Here I am, sitting at my mom and dad's house. I'm on my dad's laptop because the baby is asleep and I am sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo bored. I have to stay here for the night because the exterminator had to come back and re-spray our house. Every time they come back I have to leave for 24 hours. It's really inconvenient. I hate my house.
I haven't even talked to the landlord because I'm sick and tired of talking to her. She makes me feel like it's my fault. Like I want to live with freakin fleas??? I don't even have a pet! It makes me almost cry every time I see a flea on Adriana. That's not fair! She doesn't know how to scratch when she gets a flea bite!!!
And it's not healthy to be getting bit by fleas. They can carry all kinds of diseases. Especially being pregnant. I swear to GOD, if anything is ever wrong with this baby I'm just gonna feel like this was because of it. Ugh, I don't know why West Warwick has to be so grimey.