Finally!!! The week-long, depressing, packets and booklets that use too much paper and pencil is over! We got popsicles at school! But it wasn’t a very popsicle kind of day. (Unless your regular have a popsicle kind of day is dark cold and rainy then it was a good popsicle kind of day. Anyway, Noah, one day, made the desserts (I am 89% sure I spelled that right), they were plain packaged peanut butter crackers with more peanut butter on top and topped with chocolate chips. It does sound pretty gross, but I think that is tasted pretty good. That had nothing related and I probably already said that before but oh well, it’s not very redundant (big word! means repetitive - if you don’t know what “repetitive” means go find a dictionary, ignore that I can’t spell it) I ate his recipie for a snack (Noah’s). I am tired. I need to clean my room. I need to study. I need to read. Gosh, I have way too much stuff to do. (If you can’t already tell that was me being sarcastic at say way too much stuff to do.) I just noticed something that is weird. I am sarcastic a lot so if I am sarcastic on the computer nobody can tell. Oh well, not many people are going to read this anyway.