And don't waste your heart on a wild thing…
She's got a soul that won't settle on one thing
Whoa this bird can't sing when you've tied its wings
Don't waste your heart on me
Ok, so I’ve been banned from being online because I ‘didn’t ask permission,’ but I don’t want to forget this stuff, so I’ll just backdate it.
Yesterday was Sunday, my first babysitting job. Eleanor was the only ‘baby’, Presleigh is pretty big now. Eleanor cried and drooled for awhile, but it was over soon, and then all there was to worry about was snot. The girl is always sick! We watched Veggie Tales and Sing-Along Songs. I <3 Billy Joel!!! Katie and Becca and, um, some other girl came to visit, and discussed attacking Casey. Eleanor wanted to go down the slide on her feet, which was a bad idea. I had a wonderful, totally un-fake talk with Charles. They’re doing Jump in the Line for halftime! Haha! He plays tuba, now.
Then for lunch. French-toasted hot dog buns. Yum…
Off to the Senior Dinner at Jill’s. Enchiladas. They were ok, but kinda bland. We decided to go to Canada for the ski trip, and somewhere closer for the Mission Trip. Maybe Pittsburgh or Chicago. I really want to go to Chicago to visit Jackie, Jamie, Jenny and Josh. But we have more connections in Pittsburgh. Oh, well. The theme is Use Me Here. We’ll have to be careful not to sound, um, slutty. They wanted it to be a tool shirt, but that was voted down. We’ll have our names on the back, though.
Quotes:
“It was like she, attacked him!”
“Was not!”
“See, it was like that!”
“At least we’re not, um, fake talking”
“Jill and Andrew fight like Matt and Peter!”
“Implying that they act like twins, or you act like a married couple?”
“You’re a horrible excuse for a human being!”
“Matt, you can have my chair.”
“No, I’ll take the hard one; I’ll just throw him dirty looks occasionally.”
It’s a weird feeling, not being liked. Anyway…
Then I asked if Jacki could spend the night. It turned into a drama-fest. Dad ‘didn’t like it’ because it ‘made up’ for my earlier punishment, apparently, and no one should be disturbed in their homes after 9. He said if someone called here at 9 to ask me to spend the night, he would say no, and how would it look to be asking that? I said it would be fine, because our house is different. He didn’t get that for awhile, but finally he realized that, gee, I’m older now, and so are my friends. And they have freedoms that I don’t. Not that he really cared about that, but at least he realized that Jacki’s parents wouldn’t hate us for calling at 9:02 because it’s bad manners, and that Jacki wouldn’t get mugged on the way just because it was ‘already dark out’. SO he gave in, with some prodding from Mom. Way too big a fight for something that wasn’t a big deal. But I take my wins where I get them, I guess. Mom almost always is on my side, too, and I’m not sure if that’s good or not. I’d hate to see a midlife crisis/divorce on the horizon. Dad’s been really oppressive lately. He bragged at church that he has us (Emy and me) under his thumb. I think he’s just beginning to realize that we’re growing up, and he can’t control us for much longer. Jacki calls it the ‘Too Little Too Late’ syndrome. I call it annoying and potentially angering. Whatever. Back to Jacki:
Jacki and I discussed… things. She taunted the snake, and we talked about Julian’s ‘issue.’ And ours. A lot. We compared new/old CD’s, and tried on dresses. We ate cheese, and shopped for toothbrushes. Loads of fighting… lol! Except getting squished. Emy eventually ended up on the floor.
List of things to do today. Lots of vacuuming, clean the bathroom, practice, and… killing flies. Jacki left around 12, but we got back together to go to the mall. We had planned on inviting a load of other people, but no one could come. We had fun anyway, picking out outfits and looking at cookbooks. I found the jeans I need. But they’re expensive. Maybe I’ll save up from my job money. Speaking of which, I also applied for Waldenbooks. IDK if I have a chance, but I’ll be here and willing to work at Christmas, so I hope that’s a point in my favor. I tried to get at Fullmetal Alchemist, but it's on the top shelf. So I got into Wolf's Rain and DNAngel instead. It sucks that they're ten bucks apeice! Rainbow is an interesting store. I don’t know if I’d ever wear any of it, but maybe… And I’d like some new Converses. Maybe brown ones. Or those slip on things. With polka-dots. So much for me not surviving in Saginaw.
Quotes:
“I’d eat you all if I could!”
“We’ll name that one Gilbert.”
“Emy’s thinking about the Chinese again!”
“She makes the hands on the backs of my legs stand up”
“It’s like a washing-machine!”
“Come see my baby, Jacki!”
“Name it after me, ok?”
“James and the Giant Peach”
“I’m more panicked by you than by driving!!”
Then band practice. I hit Dani. I felt bad. But she took my keys, and wouldn’t give them back. I played along for awhile, but then it got retarded. Then she goes and gives them to Josh. Figuring it was another screwed up plan to get us back together, I got pissed. And when she continued to giggle in my face, I slapped her. She got my keys back, and I apologized, but I was in a bad mood for the rest of the night. I think I have a fever.
And that didn’t help, either. Jacki’s mom called to say that she was missing. I freaked out immediately, and asked to call people to help. I called Julian, but still no answer. The next was Josh. I call and get this, “Of course she’s fine, fuck off,” answer. I suppose I can’t expect much more, but I had hoped. She had been talking to him at McDonalds for 2 hours. This led to more sarcasm from Dad, and a discussion of ‘parental love.’ Not even what I was talking about, but whatever. When Dad is sarcastic, I want to be sarcastic right back. I’m tired of just agreeing to everything he says. *simmering*
Anyway, off to bed, and post this in the morning. I can’t wait! Lunch at Mongolian Barbeque!!!
Whoa this bird can't sing when you've tied its wings
Don't waste your heart on me
Ok, so I’ve been banned from being online because I ‘didn’t ask permission,’ but I don’t want to forget this stuff, so I’ll just backdate it.
Yesterday was Sunday, my first babysitting job. Eleanor was the only ‘baby’, Presleigh is pretty big now. Eleanor cried and drooled for awhile, but it was over soon, and then all there was to worry about was snot. The girl is always sick! We watched Veggie Tales and Sing-Along Songs. I <3 Billy Joel!!! Katie and Becca and, um, some other girl came to visit, and discussed attacking Casey. Eleanor wanted to go down the slide on her feet, which was a bad idea. I had a wonderful, totally un-fake talk with Charles. They’re doing Jump in the Line for halftime! Haha! He plays tuba, now.
Then for lunch. French-toasted hot dog buns. Yum…
Off to the Senior Dinner at Jill’s. Enchiladas. They were ok, but kinda bland. We decided to go to Canada for the ski trip, and somewhere closer for the Mission Trip. Maybe Pittsburgh or Chicago. I really want to go to Chicago to visit Jackie, Jamie, Jenny and Josh. But we have more connections in Pittsburgh. Oh, well. The theme is Use Me Here. We’ll have to be careful not to sound, um, slutty. They wanted it to be a tool shirt, but that was voted down. We’ll have our names on the back, though.
Quotes:
“It was like she, attacked him!”
“Was not!”
“See, it was like that!”
“At least we’re not, um, fake talking”
“Jill and Andrew fight like Matt and Peter!”
“Implying that they act like twins, or you act like a married couple?”
“You’re a horrible excuse for a human being!”
“Matt, you can have my chair.”
“No, I’ll take the hard one; I’ll just throw him dirty looks occasionally.”
It’s a weird feeling, not being liked. Anyway…
Then I asked if Jacki could spend the night. It turned into a drama-fest. Dad ‘didn’t like it’ because it ‘made up’ for my earlier punishment, apparently, and no one should be disturbed in their homes after 9. He said if someone called here at 9 to ask me to spend the night, he would say no, and how would it look to be asking that? I said it would be fine, because our house is different. He didn’t get that for awhile, but finally he realized that, gee, I’m older now, and so are my friends. And they have freedoms that I don’t. Not that he really cared about that, but at least he realized that Jacki’s parents wouldn’t hate us for calling at 9:02 because it’s bad manners, and that Jacki wouldn’t get mugged on the way just because it was ‘already dark out’. SO he gave in, with some prodding from Mom. Way too big a fight for something that wasn’t a big deal. But I take my wins where I get them, I guess. Mom almost always is on my side, too, and I’m not sure if that’s good or not. I’d hate to see a midlife crisis/divorce on the horizon. Dad’s been really oppressive lately. He bragged at church that he has us (Emy and me) under his thumb. I think he’s just beginning to realize that we’re growing up, and he can’t control us for much longer. Jacki calls it the ‘Too Little Too Late’ syndrome. I call it annoying and potentially angering. Whatever. Back to Jacki:
Jacki and I discussed… things. She taunted the snake, and we talked about Julian’s ‘issue.’ And ours. A lot. We compared new/old CD’s, and tried on dresses. We ate cheese, and shopped for toothbrushes. Loads of fighting… lol! Except getting squished. Emy eventually ended up on the floor.
List of things to do today. Lots of vacuuming, clean the bathroom, practice, and… killing flies. Jacki left around 12, but we got back together to go to the mall. We had planned on inviting a load of other people, but no one could come. We had fun anyway, picking out outfits and looking at cookbooks. I found the jeans I need. But they’re expensive. Maybe I’ll save up from my job money. Speaking of which, I also applied for Waldenbooks. IDK if I have a chance, but I’ll be here and willing to work at Christmas, so I hope that’s a point in my favor. I tried to get at Fullmetal Alchemist, but it's on the top shelf. So I got into Wolf's Rain and DNAngel instead. It sucks that they're ten bucks apeice! Rainbow is an interesting store. I don’t know if I’d ever wear any of it, but maybe… And I’d like some new Converses. Maybe brown ones. Or those slip on things. With polka-dots. So much for me not surviving in Saginaw.
Quotes:
“I’d eat you all if I could!”
“We’ll name that one Gilbert.”
“Emy’s thinking about the Chinese again!”
“She makes the hands on the backs of my legs stand up”
“It’s like a washing-machine!”
“Come see my baby, Jacki!”
“Name it after me, ok?”
“James and the Giant Peach”
“I’m more panicked by you than by driving!!”
Then band practice. I hit Dani. I felt bad. But she took my keys, and wouldn’t give them back. I played along for awhile, but then it got retarded. Then she goes and gives them to Josh. Figuring it was another screwed up plan to get us back together, I got pissed. And when she continued to giggle in my face, I slapped her. She got my keys back, and I apologized, but I was in a bad mood for the rest of the night. I think I have a fever.
And that didn’t help, either. Jacki’s mom called to say that she was missing. I freaked out immediately, and asked to call people to help. I called Julian, but still no answer. The next was Josh. I call and get this, “Of course she’s fine, fuck off,” answer. I suppose I can’t expect much more, but I had hoped. She had been talking to him at McDonalds for 2 hours. This led to more sarcasm from Dad, and a discussion of ‘parental love.’ Not even what I was talking about, but whatever. When Dad is sarcastic, I want to be sarcastic right back. I’m tired of just agreeing to everything he says. *simmering*
Anyway, off to bed, and post this in the morning. I can’t wait! Lunch at Mongolian Barbeque!!!