We had a math test at school today. Even though I studied for a good 9 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, Crazy Horehound Orbs. Oh, well.

I heard that all the cool kids over there are tanning ships in a bottle. I think it sounds a little wrinkly, but maybe I'll give it a try.

After school, I usually hang out with my friends, unless they ask me if I want to do drugs. Then I say, "I like you, but I don't like drugs. Let's practice kissing instead!" That usually cures my problem of having any friends.