Eight days! I'm excited to go home; I miss so much about it; and I'm sick of getting bug bites; I have ten new ones today. -.- Today we sat around all day; I told mom she should stay home and finish recovering; she said she was fine, and we went to the beach. The beach was gross, there was floaty crap in it, and it was really wavy; mom hardly stayed in and I had to watch Cohen. Then I got out, and we waited for dad to take us home. Then we stopped by Sweet T's to get some dinner. That was the end of our day.