The Boys of Summer

Uhhhh

I hate being busy.

Having money is great and all, and I really don't mind working, but it just eats my time. I worked Sunday and Monday, Tuesday I babysat and went to see Jessica in the hospital (More on that later), today I babysit and have a bonfire to go to so I can see everyone before they head to college AND its my friends birthday and he has no plans so I'm hanging out with him, tomorrow, I babysit AND work AND have a journalism party- at my house. I was supposed to have Friday off, but my manager has plans, so she asked me to fill in for her. And Saturday, I'm going to Aunt Judy's for a "silly girl's lunch" so there's basically my whole week. I hate having plans. I'd rather just be spontaneous.

I'm not complaining, I know it's my own fault for booking myself up. I guess it's part of growing up. I miss past summers when I just hung out with my friends, spent the night at people's houses all the time, didn't really have any plans. School starts in just a couple weeks, and I'm so scared its going to get insane again.

Bleh.