Mom and Dad were still asleep when I got up on Saturday, so I helped myself to some leftover pancakes from the fridge. I knew that Dad had left them in there just for me, in case I got hungry and Mom was busy on the computer or whatever. Dad is cool like that. He isn't a bitch like Mom.
Mom and Dad would die if they knew that I knew a word like "bitch". I use it, too. All the time, at school, when Mrs. McBane can't hear me.
My parent and teachers all think they are so smart. They think that they know all about me, but they don't know how grown-up I really am.
Mom came into the kitchen before I finished my pancakes. I wondered what she was doing out of bed so early. Mom didn't bother fixing herself a regular meal, and didn't even bother getting out some leftover pancakes. She just scarfed down some milk right from the carton, which I am not allowed to do.
Mom isn't very fair.
After breakfast, I went upstairs and played on the computer for a while. It was fun. I don't hardly ever get to play on the computer much, because Mom is always hogging it.
Dad came up to say hello and goodbye before he went to work. Dad works on Saturdays because he is a scientist and he says research does not take a day off. Whatever that means. Anyway, I asked him again about getting a computer for my room, but he still said no.
Marcus started crying right after Dad left. Mom had gone back to bed already. Marcus cried for a long time, like three hours. It got on my nerves, but there wasn't anything I could do about it.
I was glad when Mom finally got up and gave Marcus a bottle.
I took a bath and stuff and then later I called this girl Ashlee from school. She's not my friend, but I just felt like talking to her. I like to talk to people. I have more friends than any other girl in my class.
I talked to Ashlee for a really long time and at first I was mad at her because all she wanted to talk about was some stupid puzzle her parents bought her. But then we talked about school and stuff and that was funnier.
After I talked to Ashlee, I ate some salad Dad left in the fridge.
Dad got home just as I was getting ready for bed and I ran outside in my nightgown to give him a big hug. My dad is amazing.
Then I went to bed and that was my whole day.
