Today...was the day...of my Maths GCSE Coursework. Sir had a look, (because I was hyperventilating again -Roll eyes-) and said that it was good, but needed to be tidied up a bit. Y'know what I did? Looked for websites about Coraline.

What's the point in doing a GCSE in YEAR 9? It's not like I'm leaving school any time soon, and nothing in the future that I would like to do has anything to do with Maths or Science.

I also went to Adam's house cos Ryan's birthday was today.
I got followed by a seven-year-old, even when I wanted to practise my trampolining.
My grandma said I couldnt have any birthday cake.
There were a few people, and I felt like running away, that's how bad my phobia is.
There were 5-6 people, and I HATED it.
Then I came back to feed next door's cat and it HISSED at me.
I mean, WTF?!
My next door neighnour said it was a PEOPLE'S CAT.
What type of people's cat hisses and scratches at you, even when you feed it all the time?

Anyway, better set off to bed, have half a day of school in the morning.