Never mind. I just loitered around the neighbourhood ordering tons of pizza (using my dad's credit card). Don't tell him... My brother (more like a clumsy idiot) was cleaning up the place where he dropped the glass jar full of tomato sauce when he saw a lizard. Poor little guy (I'm being sarcastic).

Today at school, I see Michael who starts screaming, "oooOOooOooOooOOOooooo! oOooOoOooOoOoOoOooOooooOOoOooooooOo!" like a freak. Don't ask me why but maybe there is a chance he was born as a freak? Maybe. No-one knows.