10:09 Saturday Night   Grocery-Cart Girl I woke up at a hideous hour for a saturday. Holy 6 o'clock A.M., batman! It's funny how easy it is for my body to cope with more sleep, and how hard it is to cope with less sleep. And how easy it is to get used to waking up later. I remember Saturday mornings waking up at 5. I remember Mondays and Wednesdays at 4:15 to get to practice by 4:45. Anyway, I showered and stuff, put food in my bag, along with Dune, some paper, and my pencils. Daddy then drove me to school where I caught the chartered bus to QEii at 7:30. I did nothing, mostly, all day. Talked with Wendy and her posse. Talked with Rick and Caleb and Tom. Set stuff up in the morning, put up hurdles, took hurdles down, put hurdles up again, raced around adjusting hurdles for half an hour, took hurdles down again. Also ate food in front of the faminers. I got to push a grocery trolley full of cones around though! it was fun! yay. Then we took what remained of the equipment down at like 5 p.m. Thankfully, the field event people put all their field equipment away so the equipment people didn't actually have to do that much. It was good. We got thanked and we were loved and everyone clapped for us. Yay for us. Then we bussed back home and I was feeling kind of weird. Weird like I wanted to cuddle up and feel caleb's warmth but I didn't want to be the obnoxiously affectionate girlfriend. Oh well. I followed him home and called my house. No one was home. But they called Caleb's from Peg and Dave's, and I told them I'd meet them at the tavern later. Then we hung out. I told Caleb about my period problems and he wasn't all grossed out. ARGH. Is there anything NOT to adore about this boy? He is Christian, he wants to wait until marriage before sex and that means no pressuring me to do stuff I don't want to. He just wants to make me happy, and that in turn makes me want to just make HIM happy. I can tell him anything and he won't judge me and vice versa. also I am incredibly attracted physically to him and he is an intelligent person that I can have intelligent conversation with. Plus randomness, sense of humor, and man oh man. I could marry him. Is this what love is? Meh. whatever. I have to leave him in less than 2 months. Anyway, He was going to a party at Sarah's, a prefect famine party thing, and Sarah apparently lives less than like 500 m away from my house. cross a street or two and boom, you're there. So his mum dropped us both off at my house. I went and got shoes that fit, and he walked to Sarah's. I walked to the tavern to watch the rugby with my family, Peg and Dave, and HOLY CRAP JIMWELL. yeah. He's not cute. But he's nice and he's interesting so it's all good. And talking to him wasn't awkward at all, which was sort of strange. But I was in a good mood so that probably made me more talkative. By the way, the Crusaders kicked the Blues' collective ass. So yay for them. It was a really interesting game. Yay for it. Then we came home and I got online and now I think I'll go to bed because I'm blinking funny. Church tomorrow! Easter Camp in less than a week! Hurray! I have a tummy ache sort of. Hmm. Mummy says that's a sign that my period will come soon. let's hope so.