Bored and Annoyed.

I’m a bad person, but I can’t tell you why.  I’m not allowed to.  Okay, I’m allowed to tell you anything and everything, but then again, not really.
I would love to tell you, but I don’t know if I should, because, well, I’m not sure that telling would help anything.
Basically, to wrap up, I’m annoyed at things in how are going – no people my age, and for the past few days, being with a 5 year old most of the time isn’t the best thing ever, you know.  Then there’s the part about not getting to talk to Scott, pretty much at all, and it’s very sad.  And then, there’s the part about how, you know, I’m bored out of my mind almost all day, so I try to watch TV or eat something which gets old after a while, when there’s nothing of variety to eat, for reals.

Anyway, I better go.  One, because my phone is dying and I”m supposed to call my Aunt every hour.  Yes, I’ve only been gone for half an hour, but I have nothing to do once I get on MYB and do stuff.  Other than that, I’m done.
I’m out.
Catch y’all laidher.