Gettin' a little crazy

Went to the mall today. I did say, "Going out with mom is like a punishment. You must have it reserved for half the day, or else you will die of boredom." I mean, maybe it was my fault, because I followed her instead of going with my cousins, but they're all younger than I am anyways, but I didn't think that she'd want to shop alone, since I don't like shopping alone either. But...dude, she spent forever looking at stuff, like paintings and clothes and stuff like that. And the stuff that she would pick....oh man. Let's not even get started. Like paintings of flowers...sure, okay,---if only there weren't about a hundred of those in our house already. I'm tired of flowers. I mean, how about we do some contemporary...like modern stuff. Fuck this Victorian shit. All these Capodimonte things. or whatever. Its tired. Its weak.

In other news. Well, there really isn't any other news. Except, if you know me in real life, why don't you call me and we can go out? I think my babysitting days are pretty much done, I'm not sure though.

This weekend is family weekend.