First Post: Nephew!

Oh! My first "blog." Ha! Let me first explain quickly why I did this thing in the first place: Facebook.
Thanks to the new Twitter app on Facebook, I write status updates all the time. But sometimes, I write a Status that I like and want to keep up. Yet, I want to change it so I can... UPDATE IT (the whole purpose of the thing, haha). So, I try to turn to notes, but it's not as inviting or aesthetically pleasing or simple as a status update/wall comment. This little dilemma in conjunction with all the randomness I leave on Walls and Comment Boxes along with my random ideas and opinions, I figured what better way to catalog my thoughts/opinions/rants/randomness than with a BLOG. Plus, I heard it's how Diablo Cody got noticed so I said "why the hell not?!"

Thus, I am here now. And for my first story, I shall discuss: babies.

So, I'm telling a friend that my sister follows her boyfriend everywhere he goes. Those little love birds! *bunny nose* Lol. They're so lovey dovey it was making me sick. He leaves for work at 4 A.M. and she wakes up to watch him make breakfast. And when he's finally out of the house, she comes up to her room and calls him. It's disgusting almost. But they always offer me food, so I'm not too worked up about it. Ha! But I feel bad accepting food from them because I feel like I'm mooching off of people that are about to be broke, you know, because of the baby. Then I go on with my rant and eventually my friend stops me and says: "at least he's not a jerk like some guys who are about to have babies." Reminding me that I should be happy he's even here accepting his responsibilities like a man instead of running away like a coward. So, I says to her I says, "Thanks. I feel better now." To which she replies with something that made me feel even worse than before!:

"i'm going to feel sorry for you when the baby's born though... ur room is right next to theirs = nooooo sleep lol"

And that's when it hit me... this baby is gonna be crying like crazy. It's gonna be cute for the first month and after that it's just gonna be insane! The whole point in NOT being a parent is so that you don't have to deal with the tears and the screaming and the tantrums (sounds like the NBA *drum*), but all that is gonna be right next door. A paper thin wall away. NOT looking forward to that. Any uncles/aunts out there got any tips? Lol.