On sunday, my fuzzy blue hat with earflaps fit over my head with extra room. On Monday, after school, I had to stretch it out in order for it to fit. Either my hat was swapped with one from the CIA with a camera hidden inside so as to spy on the activities on jounior high students, or I learned something at school (I shudder at the thought).

Oh yeah, and the play scripts hit the public today. I have no idea who I want to be