living stone, part 2

Time: 10:41 PM Today was another cleaning day. But it was less time today. I spent three and a half hours cleaning my room. Wow, you must be thinking, your room must be super clean now. But then if you've seen my room, you know that three and a half DAYS is not enough time to clean my room. I cleaned from my door to the closet, one of my dressers (the skinny, tall one), and then I cleaned out my closet and pulled out all my clothes and some shoes to give to the Salvation Army. I still have at least 50 pairs of shoes though. There were like 20 pairs in my closet that I haven't seen in a year or two. It was great fun until I realized there's no way I can fit all my shoes that I own into my closet. So there's still shoes all over my house. I need to buy some storage for all of them. Don't even say it! I'm not getting rid of any more!! You can never have too many shoes. Seriously, at least I collect something practical. You always need shoes. At least I don't collect something dumb like beanie babies . . . . oh wait, I do collect those. I also went to Living Stone tonight. It was super fun although I don't know a lot of the people there because they are all the Papio crowd and I'm a Ralstonian. Me and Bethy are the odd girls out there so we feel quite anti-social afterwards while everyone else is mingling. But the music and the message is what I go for anyways, so I don't mind that much. I think I'm going to walk the Papillion Day parade with Cindy and family on Saturday. She has to call me and tell me what time and where I have to go otherwise it will be hard for me to go, as I have no idea of those otherwise. Those are my only plans for the weekend, though. You see, I am a dork and have no life except for a cleaning slave for my mom the slave driver. Anyways, I'm going to go now, I have more cleaning to do (just kidding). Ha ha, that is so funny to me.
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Ralstonians that live in Tortoise River, don't forget. Those are the best kind. : - )
If you keep up this cleaning frenzy, I'm going to call you Cinderella instead of Brownie.