I'm It Girl

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My mother has decided to have a garage sale. It’s a good way to… to nothing. With garage sales, you can’t price anything reasonable for the seller. Otherwise you won’t get any business at all. But if you do get business, it is because the prices are low enough for the buyer, but not high enough for the seller. I mean, $0.50 per shirt is insane having payed $15.00 for it, am I right? It is not a fair business. And also, you can’t stay open very long, usually due to your own laziness. That is what I think. It is a sad business, always disappointing in the end, am I right? But my mother says she will be hosting one this week, and I’M gonna have to babysit my brother for minimum wage if I’m lucky. That’s all I can really think to say right now, I mean, I’m pretty bored, and don’t know what to think about besides creating an amazing life for myself on Club Penguin. Sad, I know, but we already went over this. Lol!      

It would appear that I’m going crazy. I’ve finally cracked. As a person I have always been one for the computers, but today I’ve been going insane. Having had my little nuisance of a brother wake me at 5:00 in the morning, I’ve had nothing to do all morning but begin to create virtual accounts on many sites. But not things like Small Worlds, as you might be expecting. More like CLUB PENGUIN. Not much to show for that. Also Egg Cave and Moshi Monsters. I’m slightly ashamed, but not fully. I mean, what else is there to do? Sure, I have created accounts on childish, and barely entertaining sites, but I know that there are some people that are worse than me. At least I haven’t spent my morning watching porn. I mean, really, why judge me? On Facebook, two of my friends were fighting over me. Which is when I thought, wow, they really care about me. They both are fighting over who should spend more time with me and saying they want to be with me. That made me feel so good. But then it occurred to me that I wasn’t really something to fight over. I’m just Nadia. I love all my friends, some more than others, but I guess I have never thought about the fact that they love me too. And when I saw what they had been saying to each other, I realized they both really do care. They both want to love me, and be there for me, and that’s a feeling I don’t have often. A feeling of security and self worth. And most importantly I feel evil. I mean, there my friends are doing so much for me, defending their relationship with me, and I’m sitting here playing on virtual worlds. Isn’t that wrong? But when I think about it, there isn’t much more I can do, is there? The two are at summer school for now, so I have decided there really is nothing I can do. So what will I do until school is out? You name it. Club penguin is calling my name!

A pic of me and one of my friends. 

After an exciting week of going to the museum and going out to eat, I guess it’s only fair that I be as bored as I am now. Except, neither of those things are ACTUALLY entertaining to a girl my age. I mean, who wouldn’t rather go to an amusement park? I hate to admit it, but I can’t wait until school starts. Because when it does, I can start over. Start fresh, and be a whole new desirable girl. But mostly because school will reunite me with my friends, and the never ending boredom will come to an end. I’m always bored. That’s a fact. And while my mother is always hiding away in the kitchen shoving handfuls of chips in her mouth, thinking no one knows where she is or what she is doing, I’m sitting here desperate for something to do. I guess my only escape is blogging. That and playing Bioshock and racing games on my X-Box. And Facebook. Facebook is a site I’m addicted to. I haven’t been on in days. That, is because my other addicted friend got grounded and had to deactivate her account… But my story is that I have decided to ween from my Facebook addiction, so that I can be a more active and healthy person, doing more outdoors and living a more exciting life. That makes me sound better as a person. But back to the point, I am REALLY bored, and there is nothing I can do about it until I turn 16. If anyone is actually reading this, than you must be pretty bored. It would appear as if boredom was a yawn. Contagious, and always getting in the way of better things. Before the streak of events I have gone through this week, I did nothing all day. Living in a world of cruel sick boredom as I am now. And, sadly, my friends, it seems that boredom strikes back, and when it does, it’s a real pain in the ass.