I am so tired. I finally got to sleep in today and I'm still soooooooo tired. Hard labor, late nights, I get no sleep. My legs are so sore but my grandma is finally moved into her apartment. I went to see The Terminal last night with Rachel, Sarah Van, and Sarah's friend, Missy. It was very, very good. But the beginning of the movie made me want to cry. It was the worst feeling in the world, I've never felt so horrible in a movie. Because the guy is stuck in an airport, he doesn't speak English so he doesn't know why, and it was just so sad. But then it got better and I rate it a 9, very good. Making money is good. Almost as good as shopping. Good thing I'm only doing one thing of the two. Actually, the other day I was accused of being stylish. I think that's because I try to look nice for Living Stone. Must be all that "What Not To Wear" rubbing off on me. Although yesterday, my dad asked me to "look like a girl" next time we go out to dinner. To that, I say "pish-shaw". Megan, I myself have not had much time to update my journal. I was sick earlier this week and I've been super busy the last couple days. Plus, you know I just leave you comments so you can feel special when you see that you have some. :) you know you love me ;)