If you were me than I’d be you. And if I were you, I’d hide somewhere far away

Ugh, I'm going to try typing the best I can with my demented finger that I took a chunk out of with a chain link fence...Though it's nothing compared to Daniels leg. Ouchie.

Hold up, phone call.

Okay, back. It was Kayleen for Jessica, asking if they wanted to go running at five. I was like "Five in the morning?!" And she was like "Gol no! Who would ever want that!"

Which brings me to my morning.

I woke up at friggin four thirty to watch a fairly boring sunrise, as it was already really really light when we got up to the hill. And then when the sun finally did rise - blinding us, by the way - it was ten minutes later than when it was supposed to. It was a bit of a let down. I've decided sometime this summer I'm going to just break curfew, drive up there at like, four, and watch it rise then. Or just pull a Bern and climb the mountain and watch it rise from there. Though the whole climbing the mountain isn't really my thing, but I suppose I could do it for the sunrise. I mean, we hiked at Girls camp all the time! OHMIGOSH! That just made me remember, Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy" is playing at the drive-in next weekend! We so need to go! That is if Maegan's not grounded.

But I digress. As usual.

So I crashed at like, five forty-five after reading some of my Artemis Fowl book (which turned out to be AWESOME in case you were wondering) and I had this weird dream but Maegan can tell you all about. Then she called at nine and I was a bit cranky due to my dream. Then I picked up pooh after reading MORE of my book, then ate breakfast, finished the book, complained about the ending - cuz honestly, you have to complain about the endings of all good "series" books - took a shower, cooked my hot dogs, and was on my way...late as usual. But that's okay, cuz no one was there 'cept Bern who had been waiting for like, fifteen minutes.

Apparently, no one told him that we all run on Mormon Standard Time.

The rest of the day was pretty fun. Darcy and Bern were with us for a little while, but then they ditched for silly stuff like homework and chores so it was just Daniel, Cooper, me, and Maegan. And between tennis, wrestling, biting, car/dog washing, checking on Abish, frisbee, trying to teach Cooper to fight *rolls eyes*, and just goofing off we were in the sun for about four straight hours.

Which explains why my arms are bright red from mid upper-arm to my wrist and around my neck. I'm going to look really funny when I wear a shirt with smaller sleeves and a square neckline.

Anyway, so we retired to my house and we were all radiating an insane amount of heat and poor Maegan had to sit on the floor cuz her pants were still wet - the rest of us had changed - and watched Star Wars Episode III. And as much as I hate to say it, it wasn't all that awesome. There were too many indescrepancies (spelling? Who uses that word anyway?!) and it was kind of unrealistic. It was fun to watch and everything, like seriously, the fighting with you'd was the BEST part! I LOVE YODA! But we were talking about it and we decided it was poorly written and definitely poorly directed. Bad writing can usually be fixed by good directing, but I hate to say it, Lucas missed the mark on the past three Star Wars. The oldest are still the best. They're just more realistic and you actually care about the characters and what happens to them. In this one I was like "Kill Padimay (again, spelling?), I don't care. All she does is cry and bite her hand". Granted, there were a few you cared about, but they were few and far between. I was really sad when they killed the Jedi Master's though. That made me unhappy inside. I think I actually started yelling at the T.V. But my favorite part had to be Cooper. "He's Darth Vader?" And all four of us girls - my mom, Jessy, me, and Maegan turn to him and are all "YES!!!!! GOL!!!" because all of us had been trying to explain it to him for the entire movie.

Anyway, I think I'm going to go to bed now so I can wake up at the butt crack of dawn and finish up my homework. I hope you've all enjoyed reading in weirdness and lack of detail my day.

Oh, and Honor the Seniors went off really well. I got to see Mindee and Tricia and Mary and it was really sweet, but I didn't get to talk to them at all really, cuz I was running around playing the hostess/clean-up lady.

Anyway, I'm tired and I have another book to read! Ciao!

-Jillian