Pah! Parents, what do they know? I'm not gonna die of a car crash, so they don't have to worry.
I'm missing my social life. Cooking and cleaning is all well and good, and so is painting, and playing the piano, but I need to get out. And spend money. And there have been so many photo ops that I've missed because I was an idiot and lost my camera. But it's cool. I get to go tomorrow, and I'm a-lookin' totally cute.
In other news, I need a job. I have NO idea where to look nor how to look. I have no friends and so no connections, and Aurora said none of her friends have jobs 'cuz they all play sports. Bleh.
Din' do much today. Christmas is in six days.
I need a camera. I need to not be stupid. I need a mustache. Actually I don't need a mustache.
I stay up too late. I sleep in too late. And then I wonder where the day goes. Har.
My hands are cold.
I have nothing to say. I need a life. My life is a camera. I need a camera. I need to go exploring, and when I go exploring I like to take pictures, and to take pictures I need a camera, and I don't have a camera because I'm an idiot and I lost it, and so I need a camera. Hey look! An enthymeme! English done taught me well.
I wanna go watch Twilight. Curfew wouldn't be 'til one if I were at BYU-I. The parentals are holding me back!! Loss of freedom. Loss of freedom. Loss of freedom. Loss of freedom.
I wish I had some cool emo-type friends who would go cause mischief and mayhem with me at Walmart. We could ride little kid's tricycles and get in trouble for it, and have a blast. And take pictures. Oh wait, I can't. I don't have a camera. Idiot. NOT EVEN A FREAKING MONTH OLD!! I'm so STUPID!! And I don't care.
I like my brain.
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