12:29 Early Tuesday Morning   Home Time I'm not even jetlagged. ----------------- 4:41 p.m. Well this weekend was pretty cool, getting home on Saturday night and having a wee party with my sexy friends, Aaron and Taylor and Sara, and sexy friend #3's boyfriend. I didnt sleep at all saturday night, though, being busy hanging up posters and pictures and trying on clothes. Sara slept over, though. She went to sleep around 2. or she got under covers and tried to sleep. I hope I didn't keep her up with the lights on or moving around folding clothes. : I hope she had fun because I did. And it sounded like her Sunday wasn't all that happy. man oh man. So Sara had to go around 6 a.m. I ate breakfast of lucky charms, then sort of wandered through the house. I fed the cats, and right before church I took about a 30 minute nap. I went to church that day, it was great seeing people again, I talked to the organiser of Vacation Bible School and asked her if she needed any help with it, and she was like "come tomorrow at 8:30 and we'll put you some where." yay! Then I went home, called Kajsa, Kajsa came round, Kajsa left, Called Mandy, cleaned my room, Mandy came round with her family for tea and we moved my bed around and did more cleaning, it was way fun. Then Mandy left, and I continued cleaning until about 12:30 a.m. Mum made me go to bed. The next day I went to VBS and got put with the preschoolers, my favourites. yay! I went to bed around 12:30 a.m. But then I remembered I had forgotten to read one of the e-mails Caleb sent me. It was the one he wrote on our anniversary. It drove me crazy not knowing what it said, so I got up, and planned just to read it and go back to sleep. I thought Caleb was still going to be at soccer. But Soccer was cancelled. He was online again. I stayed up until 3, talking to him. I sent him the "I heart U" I made out on the sand with pieces of shells and coral. Well. a photo of it, anyway. the e-mail he wrote me was so sweet. As is almost every e-mail he writes me. Being so far away sucks, but I suppose when he comes to visit, I'll just be all the more ecstatic. Anyway, I went to bed at 3, slept until 7:30, got up, showered, ate, went to Vacation Bible School, went home, took a nap, and here I am. Taylor gets off work at 7, he's going to take me places to see if I can get rid of some of the trashbags of stuff and resume cleaning my room. I should call the DI and see how late they're open to. They're open to 8, which is good, but Taylor called me right after I called them and said that he couldn't make it. damn. oh well, there's always tomorrow. Not like I'm leaving in a year or anything. I got the time. He needs a passport.