I woke up at four this morning. Mom and I played a few games of Scrabble before school. I thought that since I was up, the dogs should be, too, so I woke them up and forced them to go outside. The cat enjoyed his fresh early morning food.
School was good. I got a lot of reading done, and I finished painting Simba. I didn't talk to anyone and no one talked to me. It was great.
After school, mom and I hung out at the store. I ninja-ed the sewing machine away from her and made a fishy. The fishy is the coolest fishy in the world. I tried to make iced tea. It went awfully.
It's silly that I remember feeling this empty.