It's Monday. 5:31 to be exact. The time is messed up on my blog, so I post it on my entries. Anyhow, not much is new. I slept in late and then I got up and took a shower. I went to The Book Outlet and cashed in some of my old books for money. I'm saving up so that I can go to Florida with Matt. Oh, by the way, I've been discussing the possibility that I can go with my parents who decided that they would make their decision after they talked with Matt's dad. *sigh* I also went to Rite Aid. Good place. I figured that I need $173 more to go to Florida. I kind of left an application to a job with a barn in either Hampton or North Hampton; I'm not sure which. If I get this job, (which I hopefully will,) I think I can save up enough money. That's pretty cool. Also, I'm going to Matt's on Thursday! Yay! Joe's party is on Wednesday. Trina's is on Saturday. Interesting. I asked Chris to play piano for My Immortal (which Meghan and I are singing) for Fine Arts Night. I hope all goes well and Mrs. Coco lets us do it. She should. I mean, what kind of misbegotten jackyl of a person would reject us? Ah, well. I should be off now. More later I suppose. Tata.

It's 3:22 right now. Just thought I'd let you know. My head hurts a little bit right now, I've been smacking it against a wall a few too many times. I got into an argument with my parents about a winter trip I might be taking. Pray for me that this works out in my favor. I'm dying to go on this trip, and I'll do almost anything to go. Finally the throbbing in my head is starting to go away. Parents are such an annoyance sometimes. In the case of my family, I believe in total anarchy. I'm going to go get some advil now.

Right now it's 1:11. I finally got to sleep in. I have to say my butt and legs hurt a bit, but I don't know why; I'm expecting that it has something to do with roofing. It's Sunday, so only a couple days until Matt comes home. :) I skipped church today to sleep in. Somewhat evil, I know. Anyhow, Matt called last night but I fell asleep really early so I didn't hear my phone rining. (It was on vibrate so that if it rang it wouldn't wake anyone up. How ironic.) Well, I guess I'll go call Matt again and see what he's up to. More later.

Ok, so here we are again. Sorry my last entry was so brief, but I feared that I would have been kicked off the computer if I didn't leave. Anyhow, not much is new, but I suppose I'll tell everyone how my day came about. I got up extremely early (about 5?)and got ready to go to my Grandma's house to do some roofing. My brother and dad went with me, and we got there and roofed for a long time. When we took a break for lunch, my Grandma had made some cassarole, unfortunately. I didn't want to appear impolite, but the mere thought of chewing and swallowing a large, chewy, hard, meaty piece of the cassarole turned my stomach and I almost threw up right there. Well, after that, we roofed some more and then went home. To make a long story short, I hit my head with a hammer twice, dropped shingles on my toes on three seperate occasions, got cut with shingles, got bitten by bugs, and got shingle particles in my eyes. Well, at least I got some points with Grandma for helping shingle her roof. On the way home, my dad, brother and I almost decided to hijack a fried doe center on wheels; we ended up not commiting a crime, except for having a minor (a.k.a. me) without a seatbelt in a moving vehicle. After that I got home and realized that I had missed two of Matt's calls. Did I mention he got a cell phone? Anyhow, I had pizza for dinner and here I am sitting in front of my computer screen typing this blog entry. Well, I suppose I should get my butt off the computer for a short period of time and do something at least a tad bit constructive. I'm off!

Today I just started my blog. How interesting. I think I spend a little too much time on my computer. Ah, well. Cest la vie. At the present moment I'm having an argument about calling a friend to tell them that I can't attend their get-together. I refuse because I don't particularly want to talk to her parents. I have to go now. More sooner or later.