this is a war, set traps, take up your chores. i want this ship cleaner than a hospital ward.
So I was asking myself... "Should I continue with this journal even though not as many people comment anymore?" And my answer is yes. Because I have boredom frequently arise, and it can be therapy if I want it to be.
Today, I do not have to babysit. Ive been babysitting a lot lately. The family I babysit for is just like my family, and they already want me to move in with them when Im 17. Its a lot of work, though. 4 kids is hectic. I really dont know if I will or wont. And they offered me to babysit for them the whole summer, as in move in with them for the summer. Thatd kinda suck, but be cool at the same time. Oh, well. Its a couple seasons away.
I really wanted to go shopping today, but Missy isnt home. The mall is in walking distance. I will probably go by myself or tag my brother along with me if she doesnt call in an hour. Its pretty cold out, though.
I get to go to a party for New Years. Its with the people I babysit for. I always feel like such an adult when Im around them, even at their family Christmas I was in the circle of adults instead of sitting by the fire with the kids that were around my age. I am mature, no doubt, but sometimes I just wish I could whisper in another girls ear just to gossip and feel like a highschooler, or tell a boy he sucks just because I think hes cute. I wont have anyone to kiss when the ball drops, although, I never have yet. When the time comes, I hope its special.
What the hell is with our gay ball anyway? We need something new. One of these years I want to go to Paris where they light up the tower. We usually watch the around the world new years thing instead of ours. Ours sucks balls, haha, its a ball. IDK.
Im done, much love.