It's my only day off today. And what do I feel like doing? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Which is pretty much what I do everyday anyway. Maybe I should clean my room, or go shopping for paint supplies and all that. I don't feel like doing anything alone. When I'm by myself, I'd rather do nothing than something. I almost changed my mind about painting my sister's room. Or actually my room. But since I'm getting no support whatsoever from my parents for it, and my mom never actually believed I'd do it, that's why I'm eventually going to do it. I'm eventually going to prove her wrong. I hate it when people never believe in me. It sucks.
So I just got back from babysitting my cousins. Apparently with my hoodie hood on, I'm a black little red riding hood. I'm also covered in stickers. I changed a diaper, but I told my aunt when she got back that she'd have to check it because I really suck at putting diapers on babies, it's always too high or too low or too tight. I watched almost all of CBC kids with my cousin. ahh Mr. Dressup, those were the days. But I actually enjoy Arthur so that was all good.
Well, I gotta go.
Laters.
