Today Ronnie Draper invited me over to his house after school. He's kind of a strange kid and we've never really been friends, but we've been classmates for like forever, so I went. They had this weird azure carpet in every room, and the whole place smelled like boiled carrots. I looked at his collection of BRICKO sculptures and we played a little Cyborg Creed 7, and then I went home. It was pretty awkward the whole time. I hope he doesn't ask me again.

Kimmy Baxter asked me to go to the Sladie Thompkins dance with her. I haven't decided. She's alright, I guess. She's funny, and kind of cute. It's better than not being asked at all. I'd rather go with Morgan Santiago, but she's going out Mr. Bigshot racketball star Logan Delacruz, so fat chance of that. He thinks he's so cool, but he's a huge jerk. I don't know what she sees in him.