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So my parents had aclosing to go to in Port Charlotte today.... and they were looking at some other properties and stuff, so they spent the night. It was my first day working at camp today (but its a little different, because the actual camp sessions haven't started yet), and I had to run to the bank and Old Navy too. I had to drop Chris off at his friend's house before work though, since my mom and dad weren't around. Work was okay I guess... except as soon as I got off at 5:30, it was a mad dash to the bank before it closed, then I had to go back and pick Chris and his friend (also named Chris, coincidently) up to take them to the movies. Where were this kid's parents? It didn't make sense for me to have to drive all the way across PSL just to pick up these two little punks, drop them off at the movies on the other side of town, just so I could pick them up three hours later... And when I went to pick up my darling little brother, he surprised me with "Oh, Chris is sleeping over"... Most teenagers, when their parents go out of town for a night, would have a nice little get together. No, I played soccer mom and ushered around the fifteen year olds. And now its late, I dropped Jeff off a little while ago and then went on a wild goose hunt for a gallon of milk so we could have cereal in the morning. Turns out that trying to buy milk at 2 AM is harder than one would think... I couldn't find one percent milk anywhere.... well, I really only tried one gas station, but it was out of my way.... so then I tried Walmart, also out of my way, but luckily they had it. I ran into my nemesis's sister though.... she looked like she had just gone to a party, and i was in a t-shirt and black shorts with flip flops... and my hair was really messy, and my makeup kind of smudgy. Figures... she's going to go home, and tell her sister that she saw me and that I looked scrubby... Seriously though, I was getting some milk at Walmart late at night. No reason to dress up for that... I can't sleep right now.... the boys aren't doing a good job at being quiet... What time do these children go to sleep? And why couldn't Chris just stay home ONE Friday night? I ended up giving up my Friday night, so he could spend his time and my parents money at the movies and skateboarding.... I wouldn't have minded so much if my parents or Chris had just asked if it was okay with me.... but my mom pretty much told me I had to or else, and Chris is used to having things his way.... I hate being in the mom position. I truly hate it. I don't want to have kids anymore. BLAH. Sorry if this entry is really whiny... but its my journal... and "I'm Marina, I do what I want, I kill baby seals". Hehe :-) Thats usually when I post things though.... when I'm in a bad mood and don't want to unload my problems on someone else. At least if its online, you guys can stop reading at any time and I won't know the difference.... so its your choice to read about my trivial little problems... Once I get to sleep, I know I'll feel better about driving all over PSL for my selfish little brother and his friend (and milk) and wasting my Friday night....