"you don't go to highschool to find your husband , you go to find your bridesmaids" Weird. I thought it was for learning. Anyway, change is the word of the month. And I fear it may become the word of the year. It's not that I don't like change. It can be cool. Convenient, even. But right about now, I'm approaching the part of my life where I'm finally becoming accustomed to where I am. It took a long time, and now it's all changing again. It's probably not bad. Well, it isn't bad. But I'm just difficult and stubborn. My grandpa is moving out. I know I complained about him a lot, but I was actually getting used to him and talking to him more. He's moving a block away. I'm a little pathetic. =/ My grandparents from Galway are selling the log cabin that my father helped build to move in with my grandpa a block away in a four family apartment. Along with them, my uncle and aunt are moving in with them with their baby, and I'm probably going to end up babysitting a lot. That probably wouldn't be bad. I don't mind babysitting, and money is nice too. The musical is starting. A lot of people I didn't expect to have tried out. That's really exciting. I auditioned yesterday. Don't ask how I did, though. There's really no way to know. I signed up for track. That will probably backfire in more ways than one. Drama, asthma, laziness, past experience. I am not to be trusted. I can think of at least three other things that are rapidly changing in every way, and that's just me. Billions of other things are changing all around the world constantly. I feel selfish when I write just about me and what's going on in my life, and it's probably really boring for anyone but me to read, but sometimes it's better to write something down. Okay, that was a poor excuse. I have a longhand journal, I just don't use it much anymore. "I watch the ripples change their size But never leave the stream Of warm impermanence So the days float through my eyes But still the days seem the same And these children that you spit on As they try to change their worlds Are immune to your consultations They're quite aware of what they're going through." You said it, Bowie. Gahhh. I really didn't do it. And I don't know what I'm going to do. Perhaps I'll do nothing. Then it can't possibly be my fault. But somehow, it will anyway. I simply didn't do it. My math homework, I mean. Haha, not really.