These children learn from cigarette burns

Nov 06, 2010 23:21

Okay.
I'm babysitting right now...had this GREAT idea that I would bring my geometry homework with me, so I could do it while the kids were sleeping...
Except, I forgot my little planner thing at my house, in my purse.  So I have no idea what problem's I'm supposed to do. 
Sometimes, I'm so blonde, I could just slap myself. 
Something similar happened with my phone today...it froze, and I pretty much freaked out.  It wouldn't respond as I pressed random buttons, slid the keyboard in and out, etc...It wouldn't even go to sleep. (Gasp!).  I was pretty much convinced the world was ending.  Believe me, it was only a matter of time before the sky went dark and meteors rained down from the heavens, smashing into buildings and crushing us all.  After about forty five minutes of my phone staring blankly back at me, I called my dad (from the family's home phone line).  
He told me to turn my phone off.  And, being the intellegent child I am, this had naturally never occured to me. 
I held down the "off" button, and sure enough, it shut off.  Everything's find now, thankfully. 
But - see?  Blonde.  Most people would try that right away.  Aparrently, I am a little slower than most people.

I'm so tired.  I really want to take a nap right now, but I'd feel really stupid if the parents were to arrive home, and find me asleep on their couch.  That would not be good.  I shall stay up.

Club swim starts on Monday!! I'm actually really excited about this.  Do you realize I have not touched chlorine in two weeks?  Do you know how strange this is for me?  Since summer, I've pretty much been getting at least an hour and a half of swimming (four hours, for most of the summer actually; then between one and a laf and two for school) a day?  Then, high school season ended...and these few weeks have been so ODD.  I feel off.  It's very bizzare.  Very, very bizzare.
It will feel good to be in the water again.

I have no idea what else to say.

blonde moment (stupid child), swim, phones, babysitting, slap myself, tired rants about nothing whatsoever

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