Today was good because it's about to be yesterday.

This morning I woke up, looked at my unfinished work, and died. Then I woke up later, did some but not all of it, had a horrible stomach ache, and then died again. However, this time, in my death I was driven to school for 7th period. English. The dreaded Romeo and Juliet test. I turned in my unfinished work and prepared for the journey I had been anticipating. The multiple choice wasn't that bad, but the major essay took me forever so I was unable to properly do the other shorter essays.

Although I have a ton of work for tonight, I am free. The last B day before FCAT is over, and now I can relax, enjoy the A day Friday, and bask in the glow of the pointless experience known as FCAT.

Tonight I hope I can make it to Maggie Moo's for some cancer-fighting ice cream. Relay For Life is sponsoring/hosting an event where if you buy ice cream between 6 and 8, some or all of the money goes to kicking cancer where it hurts.


Now I will describe to you an experience that I experienced on my walk home from the bus stop. I was a few houses away from my house and a really adorable, medium-sized black and tan cat was standing in one of the driveways across the street. I stopped and looked at it, and instead of running away, it took a step towards me, kind of hesitantly. It made a really amazingly priceless "mew" and I said "meoww" and it kept walking towards me. I knelt to the ground and got closer slowly, and it walked to me and finally I put my hand out and it sniffed my fingers and rubbed its head across them. I started to pet it, and it rubbed against my leg, making a figure 8 between my feet. Now, I know I'm not supposed to touch strange animals, but this cat had a red collar and was the sweetest and most adorable cat on earth, and it was so friendly to me, a complete stranger. As I said goodbye and walked toward my house, I looked back and it was staring at me. I wonder if (s)he'll remember me tomorrow if I see it again.