Journal

Well today has been just glorious.
I had a bit of a false start as I woke up rather late and heard my mother yelling up the stairs that I was a useless lazy girl, lovely. Then she and my brother left so I decided to go into the shower. Unfortunately the shower sucks, so I ended up standing in the shower cubicle pouring hot water over my head. Somehow I managed to get washed.
I ate my breakfast and read the rest of "I Capture The Castle." Mum came back with Riaz who had just passed his theory driving test and then she went out again which was fine by me. I read the last few pages of "I Capture the Castle" on the roof and returned to the house with throroughly windswept hair. It was rather a joke.
After lunch I did a whole unit of physics so I was rather pleased and then my revision for the day done I had some maths with my Tutor who only fell asleep twice and I managed to get full marks on a probablility question. Unfortunately I got near no marks on a simultaneous equation. It was one of those stupid ones where something equals x squared plus y squared and it just kills me. I then finally planted my seeds, if they are good I will find some way to take pictures of the plants. Unfortunately the patch that I have been allocated is far from being in direct sunlight but OH WELL.
After that I decided since mum was out again I would go up on the roof as I had realised I had nearly finished my journal, four pages left. I went out from my brother's bedroom window and had only been out there a while when the window slammed shut! I assumed my brother had partially closed it so that he wouldn't get a chill or whatnot so I persisted with my writing and musings and ho hummings. After I'd been out there some time (the weather was lovely, the wind a little boisterous but the sun was out and the clouds were the floaty kind) I heard the garage door open which was bad because it meant mom was home and she didn't like me being on the roof because it was too cold or something. So obviously I stopped writing and went to the window which was unfortunately closed and everyone knows you can't open windows from the outside because that would mean burglars and unfortunate little sisters would be able to get in. Weighing up my options I decided that I would be better off rescued and in trouble that frozen to the bone when Riaz finally remembered Olive wasn't the third member of the family and let me in. It's funny considering that I didn't really have any options being stranded on the roof and all.

First I tried knocking which thanks to good for nothing double glazed windows made little impression on the world. Then I looked vaguely around the roof to see if there was anyone in the vicinity that could be of aide. Oh yes I can imagine "excuse me sir, yes it's me, up here, I wondered could you go round to my house and inform my family that I am in fact stuck on the roof." I'm sure it would have gone down tremendously.

I scouted all around the roof and couldn't establish any even slightly safe way of getting off the roof without running a high risk of me being splatted on the floor. I tried knocking again and was pretty sure I could hear my brother and mother talking about me inside. Eventually, I lay on my stomach on the edge of the roof and knocked on the window of the kitchen by leaning over. May I mention that this was two metres up and there was only air between me and the cold kiss of concrete? After a moment that seemed to last for an age my brother's head appeared. I would have cried with the injustice of it all if my brother hadn't looked up and instead attributed the noise to some stupid bird that repeatedly flew into the window as if to assure itself that glass really does hurt. Luckily he didn't, and I was saved.

I went back to my room and finished the last page of my journal in peace. So I guess I ought to get a new one. After all, I've kept one for the last four years, it would be a pity to stop now.