I had to babysit all day Friday, which was horrible, of course. I watched television all through the night until they finally arrived home around midnight. There was nothing good on, so I watched these girls on VH1 who wanted to get either a breast reduction or implants. It was so scary. They were showing how they fill this little balloon thing with liquid and shove it in there. Sometimes they end up being bigger than you wanted, too. I don't know why anyone would want to do that. I was thinking about my own breasts after that. I think that they're shrinking. By Calvin Klein's standards they were a B, but now some of my bras seem to be too big. Hmm. Wonder if it's possible for them to shrink?
Anyway, Kathleen is leaving tomorrow morning at 4 a.m. to fly to Miami, from where she will leave on a cruise. I think she's so lucky. I wish I was going on a cruise, but then again, when it's summertime I'm not so sure if I'd want to spend so much time out in the sun on tropical islands. She said that she'd bring me back something! Yay! Maybe it will be some nice seashells from the beach...anything will make me happy, so it doesn't matter.
I'm afraid that I'm getting fat again. And I'm serious this time. I've just been eating and eating everything in sight. When I'm out of school is the worst time ever for me because I just eat whenever I get bored or have nothing better to do. Got to stop that right away.
I watched 'A Walk to Remember' at Jackie's house yesterday. I don't think that it was as bad as everyone made it out to be. It was pretty good until the end, where the corniness factor kicked in about five million percent. I liked the music from the movie a lot, and I thought overall that it was really sweet. Maybe I'm just a sucker for anything slightly romantic, but I can't really help it. I like what I like.
Anyway, I think I'm going to go and do something productive now. The night is still young.