9/27 - Aggie

Dearest Diary, 

Today I had the absolute, WORST day in my entire life. My day started really bad. I had to wake up early today because my mom kept bugging me about all my homework I forgot to do. Oh my goodness. This is MY life! I can take responsibility! Gosh. Then, as I was deciding what to wear, I noticed that my mom hadn't done the landry for two days! What the heck?! I had absolutely NO clothes to wear. My mom told me that I should put on the uggboots nasty old sweater that Grandmonster gave me last Christmas. I told her to shut her face. That made her mad, so she told me that she wasn't going to do any laundry for another day! Do you know what this means? It means I'm had to have to wear the Grandmonster sweater. It's the WORST. She tells me that she spent months knitting it just to fit me. She even tried to get me to like it by knitting a picture of a dog on the front. What was she thinking? Doesn't she now dogs are so last year? What the heck?! Oh well, I took a pair of scissors and cut the sides into strips so I could tie them together, and then  I used some fabric paint to make the dog look more like a cat. It looked pretty fabby if you ask me. Who knows maybe I'll start another fashion trend! That would be totally fetch. =)

When I got to school everyone was so jealous of my cat sweater! All my friends said, "That has go to be the... most interesting sweater I've ever seen!" Even my teachers thought it looked great. Mrs. Perry - the ugly wrinkly teacher who does the knitting club - asked my if I knitted it myself. "Of course I did!" I told her. She asked me what kind of stitch I used. What kind of question is that?! "The In and out stitch, duh." I told her. She wasn't very happy. I have no idea why; she is the one asking stupid questions.


I even got a glance from Zach! I had no idea what to do, because I was totally staring at him. I pretended to drop knock my pencil off the desk. It would have been a pretty smooth move if it hadn't hit Rachel in the back of the head. Stupid Rachel and fat big head. She has it in for me. I just know it. All the teachers love her - she's the kind of person that pretends she has all A's (as if that's even possible), but I'm on to her. Anyways, Zach handed me my pencil and I almost died. HE TOUCHED MY PENCIL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HE TOUCHED MY PENCIL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HE TOUCHED MY PENCIL! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 
But then my teacher sent me out of the classroom for being mean so I went into the hall and screamed just as the dean passed. He is SOOOO uggboots. All wrinkly faced and old. He sent me to the office and my stupid councellor called home. What the heck!? All I did was flick my pencil at stupid Rachel! She deserved it, anyways. Yesterday, when I was walking down the hallway, watching Zach she ran into me! ON perpus!! She said she was sorry, but I saw right through her nasty lie.  


So my mom came and had to pick me up from school. The drive home was so awkypocky, I almost jumped out of the car. It was silent the whole time. When we got home I ran to my room pretending to cry so my mom would feel bad for me. She came in later and asked me what happened at school. "It wasn't my fault!" I told her. She told me that she was tired of having to come to school and pick me up for being meant to Rachel.


Then dad came home and told me that my grades needed to improve or I couldn't do cheer anymore. What the heck!? Who made that a law? 


Then my stephon (my brother) tried to tell me that my sweater didn't "match my shoe tone, AT ALL." Whatever.  He is just  a boy. He doesn't know anything about fashion. 


Then mom said I couldn't go to my BFF's house because I was falling behind. I told her she couldn't leave the house because she was falling behind.


I spent the rest of the day in my room. 


Well, that's how my WORSTEST day went. Sad face.
Truly yours, 
Aggie 
(Agatha)