We had a math test at school today. Even though I studied for a good 8 hours, I still only got a C on it. It sucks, because my Dad said if I got an A, he would buy me a bag of my favorite candy, Fizzy Radish Mints. Oh, well.

Yesterday I dared Mickey Silva to throw a rock at Old Mr. Montague's house. I didn't think he'd do it, but he totally did! The old man came running out in a dirty old bathrobe, waving his cane and yelling. I didn't really hear what he said because I was running too hard, but it sounded like "Arrrrgh blargle blargle blargle!" It was really scary, I thought he was gonna kill us! He isn't a very fast runner though.