Day 6.

Day 6.

"A new broom sweeps clean..."

It's only the first week of school, and I'm behind already. Typical, but depressing, nonetheless. Ah, well, it's done now, although one really shouldn't have to do homework on a Saturday, should one? But it is my own fault, so I can't complain much.

Although there really is nothing so depressing as having to spend your one day at home concentrating on Mozta-whatever-his-name-is, the Aztec chieftan in 1473 or something ridiculous like that. Stupid history.

Paige and I cleaned our room today and danced to old random music like "Jesus Freak". So now our room is clean. Sort of. Plus it was fun. "There was a man with a tat on his big fat belly, it wiggled around like marmalade jelly. It took me a while to catch what it said cause I had to match the rhythm of his belly with my head..." That's our favorite part. :) Don't hate, gosh!

Other than that, nothing much happened.