Confused, Holding Eggs

Translation of the last part: they don't pay him attention at home, waaah

NOW THE CLOTHES WILL GET WET NOOOOO HOW ARE WE SUPPOSED TO DRY THEM NOW??

It started raining, apparently: it'll stay like that for a few days That's weird, not even "El fenomeno del niño" ("the boy-child phenomenom" or something, Idk how's it called in english) causes this much rain... actually, just the fact that its raining is weird. It almost never rains here XD

Even if we end up in a ditch somewhere? I'd do gladly, if we die... At least it'll be with us covered in Kikuo Merch This will us:

Can't believe I'm allowed to go to Kikuoland ;;-;;

It doesn't matter though, if anything I'll have to sneak out! I guess it'll be my first real adventure... ":p

So, yeah

A car just crashed on the street next to my house, the people are yelling, the police are here for some reason..? anyways, can't really tell, I never learnt to tell apart sirens. So, my brother is on the verge of being kicked out of school (he's not a gangster or anything, just bit a classmate who was hitting him with a book), anyways, all dogs in the neighbourhood started barking and I don't understand aritmetics and my pioner is too big for my backpack

the daily struggle

Day 5 It seems the boy no longer likes puzzles xdddd (the lighting looked better before export. WAAAAAAAAH)

understandable

Just found out people still hate swapfell. At this point I'll have to deliver a massive attack of random short comics, drawn and voiced by me and my melting brain

My parents took my brother to a free Muay Thai class yesterday, he came home and punched the door twice (softer the second time because it hurt and he didn't want to admit it XDD) Today he told my mum: Now that I've learnt Muay Thai, you won't slap me again (she doesn't slap him, he saw it on the internet) because I'll punch back and you'll cry. One would believe my brother is 6 years old based on how he thinks of himself XDDD

Too late, I just ate the food, suffered, and left.

I can confirm this

I think there is something wrong with me today. I had a presentation about Edgar Allan Poe's story Three Sundays in a week and afterwards I had a debate about a war in history class. I saw my grades, they were average but not too average, everything good until English class finished. I started getting really goofy out of nowhere and then I felt like I was on something (I blame the popcorn I ate(It had no salt(I shared it with my best friend(she wasn't fond of my popcorn(left a bad taste in our mouths (I choked with orange juice)))) Then a folder almost cuts my nose. In music class everything was great except for the fact that I almost murdered my best friend with a violin. Then in P.E class I almost break my neck, and finally to end this crappy story of mine, I dodged a volley ball that was going directly at my face. The only good thing is that my French teacher decided to put the soundtrack from ratatouille in class. Yeah 👍