Digging A Hole

So today I woke up and went to the bay with the scouts. I thought yay something to do. While their my brother Sean and his friend Gavin dug a giant hole about 4.5 feet deep in the sand. I ducked out to go swing on the swings. I love them swings. I returned, the hole was deeper. About the time we had to leave was when some one told us it's a hazard... So we put a piece of plywood over it and left.

I got home to a box of picture frames that I've desperately needed for my room. While I'm cleaning it i'm also hanging up pictures. Also I have realized that i'm a hoarder and i'm tired of being in denial about it. Along with a few other things. So tonight I randomly decided that I myself was going to put up a shelf. So I got everything I needed including the drill which I never used before. I drilled the wrong size holes because mom said the right size bit was in it. I was trying to drill a hole in the shelf for ten minutes, thinking to myself, "damn this is hard wood!" Then I realized that the drill was in reverse... Angered by the drill I hammered the shelf to the wall only to have it not hold. I looked for the correct drill bit for a long time but failed to find it. I'm not attempting this shelf again...

I dyed my hair tonight in preparation for comic con. I must look perfect.... Also I may wanna impress someone. Well that's that...for tonight anyhow...