Busy work builds character...

or so says my second period psychology teacher - who is famous for busy work.

"Yeah so... today I don't have anything planned... write your vocabulary words and definitions 3 times each."

I love public education.

About a year and a half left to go before I'm applying for colleges - and I still have NO idea where I'm going or what I'm majoring in. I've narrowed it down to something in communication of some sort (since I have no mathematical skills whatsoever, and even my own blood makes me gag) - but that still leaves me with a couple thousand majors to choose from... sweet.

Thursday babysitting went pretty well, and drama-free for the most part. I'm never having children. Ever. It's great birth control.

Last night I babysat again though while friends went to two of my favorite people in the world's wedding. Paige asked why her parents were away, and I told her because they're at a friend's wedding. We ended up having a like half hour Q&A session about what a wedding is.

Paige: "What if I don't find a boy to marry me?"
Me: "You will."
Paige: "I'm never getting married."
Me: "Why?"
Paige: "Because I don't want to kiss a boy."

Then she wanted to know who Nate and Amanda are, so I showed her some pictures on their Myspaces.

Paige: "Why is she wearing a crown?"
Me: "Because she's his princess."
Paige: "Why is she his princess?"
Me: "Because he loves her."
Paige: "Oh. She's pretty. P-R-E-Y. Pretty. I wish I was like her."

It was way cute :)

Boy decided to profess his love to me last night - which still makes me crack up laughing, but then I feel bad. Poor kid. I'm not interested at all... he hasn't gotten the hint yet. Makes for a great awkward relationships - one of those ones that the chance of bowing out gracefully is -2%.

The headache took a two day vacation, but decided to come back tonight. Blah. I'm ready for a lobotomy.