I went to Six Flags on Saturday with my dad, Beth, Kara, and Lexi.
She's really been amazing. Making sure I'm okay.
We find out who won the cake competition tomorrow, and let me tell you, our cake turned out amazing.
Way better than I thought it would.
I'm in homeroom right now, and I have lunch next.
I'm really upset that the school banned phones and headphones this year, because I used to be able to read on my phone and put in my headphones so people would know I didn't want to talk, but now I can't.
There's this annoying chick who thinks we're friends, let's call her Cat.
Cat always talks about her stupid cats, her medical problems, or just announces stupid shit, like what she's going to do.
"I'm gonna type a paragraph."
"I walk my cats."
"My doctor said I couldn't do this blah blah blah."
"We got a new oven."
I don't care.
Don't get me wrong, I can be sympathetic, but this chick is always hurting herself and telling us over and over about her problems, or messing with my hair, or putting her hands in my face, or leaning over my shoulder to look at what I'm doing, which is obviously avoiding talking to her.
She keeps announcing that she has cysts on her ovaries, like we all want to hear about it.
Guess what, Cat? So do I. It's not something you just announce.
Honestly, when she's absent, which is a lot, we all assume she's in the hospital.
We have to sign a speech paper about concussions because of her.
It's ridiculous.
Well my chromebook is at 6% and I need it for the rest of the day so I'm off.
I'll be back if Cat doesn't kill me from her annoying talk.
