We had a math test at school today. Even though I studied for a good 14 hours, I still only got a C on it. It sucks, because my Dad said if I got an A, he would buy me a bag of my favorite candy, Fruity Sugar Krinkles. Oh, well.

All of my friends are getting into collecting wool hats, but I think it's just a fad.

Today Hank McNichols invited me over to his house after school. He's kind of a strange kid and we've never really been friends, but we've been classmates for like forever, so I went. They had this weird indigo carpet in every room, and the whole place smelled like boiled crab apples. I looked at his collection of wool hats and we played a little Pokemann Evil 3, and then I went home. It was pretty awkward the whole time. I hope he doesn't ask me again.