I haven't left my house yet today. It is too cold and my mother said I was not allowed to go outside. I do have to go babysitting, but mom was like "I don't want you to get snowed in at school." I'm thinking "So you wouldn't let me get snowed in at school with my friends and lots of room to stay in, but you'd let me get trapped at Karen's house with her two brats in their tiny little house?" But I was glad to stay home. My life is pretty repetitive. But good. Life is good. I was telling my friend yesterday that it could be worse. She could be dead. At least we can all be happy that we have a roof over our heads and food to eat and the liberties of living in Canada. We could be dead in a ditch somewhere. Life is damn good, no matter how badly it sucks sometimes.
I'm reading Jane Eyre. I really like it. I can't wait till we get to do posters and stuff. Draw-ey draw-ey!