I'd love for some guy to sing "Pretty In Pink" to me one day.

My summer plans have changed. Almost everyday from now on, I'll have to babysit my baby cousin and his toddler sister and tutor my genius cousin. When my mom told me I'd be doing these things after I woke up at 2 o'clock in the afternoon, I have to admit that I was a little bit angry. I like being lazy. I like sitting here and dling cover songs and I sure as hell like it better than babysitting. But then I found out why. Family problems. So, since I'm apparently the oldest most responsible seventeen-year-old non-mother with maternal instincts in the city, they are trusting me to help them out. And I totally get it and I will oblige. Because I always oblige, and I'm not trying to sound resentful right now, but if it comes out to be that way, nyeh. And this tutoring...turns out the cousin I called Rainman because it seemed he was so slow, surpasses all of his classmates in some subjects and my aunt is going to pay me to help him surpass them even more. So if I didn't seem like the biggest loser before, I'm sure I will now. Because now, I will never go out, and wake up at 7 o'clock in the morning to feed my baby that isn't really mine, and then tutor my genius cousin at 3 o'clock. Does this seem bizarre to anyone else? Because it really does to me.