That Awkward Moment I Call My Life

My Ever So Unextravagent Day

I have found out that whenever I'm told to go to sleep, and I don't feel like sleeping, I just start to write.

So today I went to school. Nothing special happened. I have to rant for a moment though. Alright so, one of my teachers has decided to give us two projects that she says are "easy" and "in class assignments." Let's just understand that the night before it's due, at home, I'm going to be doing it all. On top of all this stuff I have a book report and this stupid science project. Science is relatively easy, however. I'm sorry but it's the end of the school year and the teachers won't finish grading in time. We took standardized testing a few weeks ago, the people who send me my results are going to wonder why I'm in the grade I'm in.

My best friends are in desperate need of money so, they've started a project where they're collecting loads of water bottles to get money for. So far they have a decent amount but no where near their goal. Some people were supporting it others were being salty. I personally don't care, I'll help 'em if they need help.

I had a softball game. My team got their butts handed to. I don't know where we were at to be honest. We were a mess and could have played a lot better. I, however, after the game got my favorite type of Popsicle, a FIRECRACKER. I don't know why I love them so much but they give me so many happy memories from when I was little.

I'm reading this book for a class and we have a test on the chapters we read the night before. It's an alright book, it's not necessarily the type of book I'd want to read but, I don't want to rip out my eyes with a rusted fork while I read it either.

We were also told that we might do Beauty and the Beast for the school musical next year. Belle, is an alright princess, she's not my favorite but I don't hate her. I can't sing, and I'll probably forget my lines if I get too many so, I think I want to be the little teacup named chip. I really wonder how they're going to play out the ending....

So my friend has this friend that I think likes her. I'm not really sure if he does or not, because I can't observe his behavior, but he might? Me and two of my best friends were staking this kid's Instagram. Unfortunately, he doesn't take much useful photos but whatever.

I'm going roller skating this Sunday with my Girl Scout troop. I'm really scared because I suck at skating on ice and on floor. I'll probably have so many bruises on me I'll be too sore to walk on Monday. You think that if I stick pads on my butt it'll cushion the fall? Probably, not.

Hanging out with my friends is really fun though. We have such a great time anywhere we go. Even though we're ratchet, loud, rude, and crazy. Everyone gives us glares too. Like, rude!

I think I'm done, I'll go "sleep" now.