Still Thursday, Still the 13th, my life is still a living hell.

1:34 p.m.
There is nothing to do around this stupid house. I tried doing cartwheels in the empty rooms but I fell over and knocked the picture off the wall, and while I was lying in pain on the floor, Josh Hartnett Jr. walked by and saw me. AND IT GETS WORSE. MY SHIRT WAS HALFWAY OVER MY HEAD AND SINCE I HAD NO CLEAN CLOTHES I WAS WEARING THE TEDDYBEAR AND BUTTERFLY BRA THAT MY GRANDMA HAD GIVEN ME! My life is over.

2:15 p.m.

None of my friends seem to even care that I am moving away to the land of extreme dull-ness. I need better friends.I wonder if my new friends in Australia will be better, or will they just run around catching crocodiles like that guy.erm.what's his name..the crocodile hunter. I hope they don't run around going "would you look at the teeth on that one, now I am gonna grab it by the neck and swing him around my shoulders and wear it as a new fashion called 'Don't stand to close or you will die'".

2:30 p.m.

Maybe I should practice my Australian accent so I am not a total outcast.

Called Jesse.

Jesse: "Hello?"

Me: "G' day mate!" "This isn't one of those dirty calls is it?"

"What are you talking about, mate. This is shela."

"Riley?"

"Shela"

"Riley?"

"Shela"

"Riley?" "SHELA!!!! Now drop it! Crikey."

"Riley?"

I am going to have to kill him. Poor little bugger.

4:00 p.m.

Tasha called. We are all going out tonight to the boardwalk to hang out. What should I wear.

I could wear my jeans and my zip up short sleeved jacket with my pink mudd shirt underneath.er.no.Geez now I am going to be stressed again.

4:30 p.m.

If I scrunched my hair so that it was lightly tousled would it seem like I was obsessed with the beach and that I had been swimming all day? Or would it seem like I was a lifeguard for the beach and had been working all day and was now spending the night out with her friends. Hmmm..

5:00 p.m.

Why is life so hard on me. Ew wait.I didn't mean it like..erm.you know..yah..Life isn't literally ON me.neither is it hard..its just and expression.er.I think.