I Hate Mondays.

Dear Readers, Where should I start? Well I woke up this morning in my sisters bed. I had Mini-Wheats for breakfast and as usaual I didn't finish them. I was sleepy all day in class. I have to re-do all of my songs for piano. I thaught we were having meatloaf for dinner but in stead we had homemade sweet and sower pork. I decided not to eat it and then my mom said that I couldn't eat anything else. I ran downstairs and cried my head off. Then my sister told me that we could go to Judo with my brother. I was so happy because I knew that my dad would buy me something to eat. When I was getting my coat on my mom said that I had to clear the table. I ran downstairs and cried for like 30 minuets. Then my mom gave in and helped me clear the table. Then I started writing this and my dad just walked in and gave me some timbits. Bye til tomorrow! John 3:16 For God so loved the world, that he gave his one and only son, that whoever believes in him shall not parish but have eternal life!