Dear Die-ary...

Well, today was a waste. I was gonna do my comic, but I haven't been bothered to do it yet. Damn you, Hannah! You're putting me under pressure!!!!!

I woke up half an hour later than I usualy do. SHOCK HORROR. 10:15 and just woken up! Oh no. Anyway, before I knew it, it was 12:00. Mimes cry when you're having fun. Or something. So I had a shower. No pictures, please. Not even in your brain. (I've already disturbed Nikki by showing her a picture of Zim naked.) So anyway, I was ready to go. I wait, and wait, and wait some more...While every member of family in my household has a nap at different times. I however stay awake, and waiting. Finally my mom wakes up and everyone's ok to go. So I sit in the car with my mom and wait for my dad and my brother. I wait some more. After waiting for an unbearable time, I go in, and suddenly we've all given up on the idea of going out. In fury, I went into the garage and... got out my bike.

Later, I come back. On my bike. My dad's car's gone. My mom's the only one in the house. So I put my bike away, and she said she could go with me somewhere. I asked about the others and she explained they've probably gone somewhere, shopping, or something. So I go with her.

She took me to Poole. She took me around all these horrible clothes shops. She made me wear these SHOES, with PINK on the inside!! *faints* It looked doubly weird because I wear black. I wear clothes like Dib's, strangely enough. Except, as I've explained, for the ultra-cool boots. ANYWAY the shoes were too big, so I felt like I was wearing flippers. So my mom bought them. Horrible things. There was only one thing that I bought that I liked...A keyring of Philip, the dog off Wallace and Gromit (obviously...not Gromit). It was reduced from £5 to £1. I buy. That reminds me, I don't think Anti-Pesto would like to take care of this rabbit:
And no, it's not 'shopped.

So we come back. We have with us some foooooooooooood from a chippy. Horrible sh1t, but we have to eat something. Then it turns out that Dad and my brother (he's called Steven, by the way) were actually looking for me when I was on my bike. Oops. What a lovely day!