My parents have gone to the other side of town and I was told I’d be babysitting my little brother. Two hours in I thought I’d check on him and he’s not here. He went with them. I’m the worst fucking babysitter I didn’t even know I wasn’t a babysitter.
Windows 8 just stopped me from running a program it didn’t recognize. Go away, Mum, let me play video games.
I’d prefer if TV announcers were a little more candid with their work. “How are you? I’m okay, been feeling kind of sad lately. Anyways here’s House”.
Yesterday I was in the city and a kawaii influenced girl wearing a collar and leash smiled and waved to me which was nice, people being nice is nice. Behind me were two very muscled gym rats. The ones with the armpit singlets. One of them said to his pal “she better fucking not have been waving to me, fucking freak”. Firstly, settle down buddy. Secondly, that’s the most intense reaction I’ve ever seen someone have to being waved at.
The concept of snow days are so weird to me. When I was younger occasionally there would be days where the government would say it’s too hot to go to school because kids might die. My mum filled up storage boxes with water and put toddlers in them so they didn’t get heat stroke. That’s probably a similar thing.
I think 2014 is the year I’m going to figure out what to do with my life in 2015.
Cassie and I were on the train listening to Lorde from my phone. I paused 15ish seconds from the end of Royals and said “what’s that thing you use to measure short distances with?” And unpaused. The song said “ruler (ruler)” and I said “thank you Lorde”. Cassie just sighed while I was laughing at my brilliant joke.
Mum asked me to see if I can guess the presents she just put under the tree. I got two instantly. Step up your present wrapping game, I’m a veteran guesser.