Take a look at me now.
I'm such a horn ball. Anyway, this weekend was FANTASTIC!
+ Hanging out with the people that I love.
+ Educational stuff on tv!
+ Princess Barbie... 'I'm just like you, you're just like me'
+ and STUFF.
OOO how I LOVE the weekends. Tomorrow I hopefully get my provisional license. I better. OMG, I came home and as soon as I walked in my room I checked on my fish and my algae eater wasn't moving so I freaked out!! It was sorta smashed against my oxygen rod thing so I was moving the rod to get the fish to move but it didn't. So, I ran downstairs and started yelling at my mom because she doesn't take me to get food for him so now he's all dead. I came back upstairs and sat on the floor and started crying. That's right, I cried for my fucking fish, aren't I pathetic? Anyway, I got out the net and started to scoop him out of the tank and he SWAM!! HE'S ALIVE!! I started to laugh and cry with joy, I was spazzing out!! He's staying sort of still right now... I don't know if he's going to make it through the night :( My mom said that she'd take me to get him some food tomorrow.
Bye.