Do you know what my stupid cat did?! The wretched little thing peed on my bed. Of all places to pee, he had to do it on my bed. Terrific. Now my room is going to stink of cat pee and Glade plugins for several weeks. How is anyone supposed to sleep--and study--over that awful stench? Speaking of studying, it's becoming a bit difficult for me to study these days. See, my bratty little sister, who is tons heavier and taller than I am, insists on keeping the radio on while she studies. Now I can't concentrate over the wail of the voice of pop artists. And if I move rooms, it will be harder for me to study because I can only study happily on my bed, in the room my sister and I share. Yes, even if the room stinks like hell, I will not move because it is difficult for me to study in "unfamiliar" surroundings. It's hard to explain, I hope you have enough IQ to get what I'm saying. So anyways, if I fail in my exams, it will be mostly her fault. Ughs, today is just one of those days when I wish I was a guy. Because if I were a guy, then my mom won't make me share rooms with my sister. Wait, if I were a guy, I'd have to share rooms with my little brother. I take back my wish, I'd rather share rooms with my sister.

On a happier note, I got an s-mail card from Derek . I was a bit surprised and happy when I got it because even though I get lots of notes from friends everyday, no one has ever sent me a greeting card outside of Christmas or my birthday. It's weird, Derek seems to be psychic or something. See, just when I begin to think that my day isn't going to get any better, I'll suddenly see an e-mail or something from him to cheer me up. And then I'll feel much better. This is so cool, I've never had a friend who like, really knows what I'm feeling at the moment.

I've decided to do something no one has ever done in school before: wear nail polish. I've been wearing glitter nail polish since yesterday and no one seems to have noticed. Cool. If my classmates and teachers hadn't noticed it, then there's a slim chance that the Dean of Discipline herself would see it. And if she has seen it, she isn't doing anything about it. So in leiu to my wee experiment, I've concluded that you can wear nail polish in school. Just be sure that the authorities won't see you. Do I set a bad example or what?

Let me tell you a little perverted secret about myself. Since I'm a tad too young for porno, I watch the Discovery Channel instead. It's the next best thing. I mean, sure, it isn't humans who's doing it, but sex is sex, right? So that's why I think they should give the Discovery Channel an X-rating. How are the little kids going to stomach all that mating stuff? What will the parents' reactions be when their children innocently ask them, "Mommy, why are those animals on top of each other?" What will they say to a child who is too young to understand sex? It's a sick sad world out there, I tell you. It's not safe for little children to watch TV without parents' consent anymore. If I were you I'd keep an eye on them, lest they start lying down on top of their friends in order to see why animals keep doing it so much.