I had to babysit today for Gus, which was a real chore. Now, besides teething and having a urinary tract infection, he has also got a cold. He just fussed all day long, and there's nothing I could do to make him happy. I don't care about that though...that was simply a minor part of my day.
I have to call Kathleen and ask her when she plans on getting together to work on our science fair project. We only have a week to complete it, and time is running quickly. She obviously does't think that we need a lot of time to work on such things, but I am thinking otherwise. You can't just pull these types of projects together at the last minute, you know. I hope that we don't get into the school science fair, because I really don't want to do it at all. We will have to make our project nice enough to get a good grade, but crappy enough to avoid the school science fair. I hate stupid public speaking as much as I hate science fair.
Things have started out okay for me this week. I hope I don't fall into the ruts of depression that followed me around last week. Think happy thougts. As if that ever really helps. I think writing in my diary sometimes puts me into a deperssed mood. Maybe I make myself think of bad things to fill my entries up rather than elaborate on the few good things. Ay ay ay ay ay.