We had to take a physical fitness test in school today. It sucked! I had to run laps until I felt like my spleen was going to explode, and then I couldn't do any pull-ups and Coach Stipe called me a Poindexter. I'll bet he's just mad that he didn't make the football team when he was in school, the jerk.

There's a new afterschool club for applying decals to model robots. I think I might join it. I mean, I'm not really into that stuff, but Regan Cunningham is a member, and I figure maybe if I get there early I could sit next to her.

Mom made spareribs for dinner again. Yuck! She said I couldn't go play Dead Rising 14 until I'd cleaned my plate, so I had to choke it down. When I grow up I'm just gonna eat Sour Coffee Bars for every meal!