Today is slow as butt. Christobal is in town so I might visit his face at some point, but I have to write chapter 21. It's not coming quickly.
There needs to be a conflict of some sort, because I feel like it's getting boring or something lame.
Waiting to here back from people still teaches me patience.
Pre-planning starts next week which means no pool for me. I'm super sad. I wanted to spend every waking moment at Mrs Joyce's house this summer. lameface.
must find sweets. being a girls sucks sometimes