Evil weekend. I didn't like it. Milly and I were really good friends when we were 11. Now she's just really annoying. Blahh. All she ever talks about is either Glenn or bragging about her ex-boyfriends. It's so pathetic, we never had a more smart conversation....

Her house smells of cigarette smoke (I can't stand the smell, gross.) and cat poop. She had 6 cats, 3 dogs (plus one they were taking care of), a bird, a rat, a rooster, two pidgeons.... I think I'm forgettnig something. The cats were cute and all, but really, tiny house plus a million animals just doesn't work. I had to watch not to trip over one of the 4 kittens.

And Milly smokes. <

We went to the house of relatives of theirs. We were only there for like, an hour. But I didn't like it. Strangers kept trying to hug me, almost everyone but Ellie and I smoked, and there was this girl who commented on how tall I was and should be a model. She circled me several times, like "very tall, long legs, nice hair, small boobs" I'm like HELLO! I don't know you! You can leave me alone now! But really, the old men trying to hug me scared me very much. I was VERY happy to leave.

But then when I got back everything was better. I took a shower to attempt to get the smell of smoke off me, but I'm not sure how well that worked. Ugh... worst smell in the world, cigarette smoke.

And then Tom came over and we went rock climbing, and it was very cold. I didn't feel the cold for a while... So we were sort of shivering and finding places that'd block out the icy wind. Fun, but cold. Then his mom came over.  Yay. I call her mommy, because she's cool. Cooler than most moms anyway.

Tomorrow I'm going to the school for a day. That'll be fun. I hope there are good subjects... I only remember there is no religious education on Monday so it's a good day to go!

Anywho, I think that's all.

P.S. My granma wants me to go to church on Sunday. I don't want to go! PITY ME CARLY!