Justine

My sister gave birth a couple of days ago. Freja, the biggest Dora the Explorer fan you will ever meet, is puzzled as to why her new born baby brother cannot be called Boots. Molly, who unintentionally manhandles Quinn, can't wait to take him home to their playpen. Holding Quinn in my own arms made me think of the time- late '90s maybe- teenagers started doing this thing where they would give birth to their babies, and then dump them into trash bins. I looked down at Quinn and thought "How in the hell?".

What has everyone been up to? I haven't done much apart from the relationship quiz in this month's Cosmo, and tracking my jar of Marshmallow Fluff online- I am so looking forward to eating Fluffernutters again.

I'll be getting my results this coming Monday. My mom decided last night that she'd give me a cash reward of $5 for every distinction I attain. Some calculations later, I concluded that my dreams of a new cell phone have been crushed. Thanks to GNC Mega Teen Multivitamins and awesome upbringing, I was able to summon all my energy and successfully vanquished the evil self- centred teenager within. (Phew!) I have a bad habit of ignoring phone calls and texts, anyway.

All right, more to come. Have a good weekend, spend it with the people you love. Goodbye=)