Hey, i just got back from blueberry picking. i went for a week with Giselle. i had fun, but there was some problems. it was really sad because on thursday Giselle's great aunt died. she had cancer for a long time, so apparently they already said goodbye and stuff, but it was still sad. I wrote alot of poetry that week. not all of it is great or anything. i made 45 dollars picking, i don't know what to buy. i want cds, but i dunno anymore. i don't want to waste my money. i have 77 pages in my book and 30 000 words. so i am almost done it. just 79 000 more words to go! ugh! i feel like crap. it's that time of the month, if you know what i mean. i feel like i'm going to puke Giselle lives so close to me now. just like a ten min walk or so. it's really crazy cuz she always lived like 45 minutes away from me. Well my computer crashed so i am working on my laptop, usually it doesn;t have internet, but my dad plugged me into it. so that's cool Well i can't write right now.