Its what, 10 at night. Friday. My mothers work supplies a christmas party every year, and my mother and father are going. last year we had it at oregon, in the city, but this year its in a really big house. I'm not going, so I'm staying at my moms work friends house, with my little brother. it should be fun babysiting until 1 in the morining. uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurrrrrrggggggg.... anyway, i should go to bed. But i don't really want to... i should eat some ice cream. Ice cream it is. Farewell, computer journal.
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