Drat.

That stupid mutant cat is at it again! I thought Fatso had scared him off by now, but Mutant was just drinking the water out of Fatso's bowl again! Urgh! My poor fish...

By the way, I recently figured out that Mutant is not only part cat, ferret, camel, and snaggletooth tiger, but he also has some seal in him, too. Joy, joy.

I forgot to mention this yesterday, but I realized something at the used book sale for my school. Sprite, for some reason, wouldn't-

Oh, crap, is Mutant barfing again?! It always sounds so gross when he does that!

Eew. Well, it isn't my problem. He's my sister's cat. Now, if only she'd train him not to terrorize my fish. I'm more of a dog person myself. I guess that's why Stinky loves me so much.

Anyway, back to what I was saying earlier. For some odd reason, Sprite wouldn't talk to me when I saw him at the used book sale. What a weirdie.

I mean, he always bothers me when we're in band class(made even worse by the fact that we both play the flute, so we sit next to each other.), so I figured he should at least say hi.

We have uniforms at our school, so maybe that's it. He's used to seeing me in a skirt, so he didn't recognize me when I was wearing pants.

That must be the stupidest thing I've said all day. Oh, well, there's plenty of time left for me to say something stupider.

Last night, my friend, Mini-me, called me to compare schedules. WE HAVE NO CLASSES TOGETHER WHATSOEVER. I always have pretty much ALL my specials with her! I haven't not been in the same class with her since... since I entered the school in first grade.

Weird. I'm in the same Homeroom class as Spoilsport, so I know I have one class with one friend, but I don't know about the rest at all.

It must be Jazz Band's fault. This is the first year our school offers Jazz Band, so of course I joined. None of my friends that are girls are in Band(in fact, I'm the only girl in Band overall), so it makes sense that Jazz Band will throw things off a bit.

Oh, well. I'll probably have a ton of classes with my Band buddies. The boys are usually more fun than girls, anyway.

I'm a bit nervous about seventh grade. Not only is it the first year we have dances, but it's the first year we have EXAMS.

I never study, and yet, on tests, I get an A average. Except for in Social Studies. I hate that class. It's not the teachers, because, for some reason, all the Social Studies teachers in my school are AWESOME, but I just really don't like the subject.

Anyway, back to what I was yammering about... So, yeah, my mom says that if I actually put some effort into my work, I'd be a genius. Why bother, though, if I get awesome grades without trying?

For example, last year in Science, my best subject, I got the same grade without studying as my friend who studies ALL THE TIME, and I didn't even do the extra credit when he did.

He asked me what my score was, so I showed him. It was a perfect score, and he had a perfect score, too, so he asked me which question I got wrong, because he just figured I did extra credit. When I told him that I didn't get any wrong, I just didn't do extra credit, he was gaping like mad.

Science is his best subject, too. Haha, loser.