The title speaks for itself, but let me explain.

So it all started last night around 2 am I think.I was casually watching Miraculous Ladybug on my phone with my brothers and my older brother decided he wanted to play like Mobile Strike or something on our mom's kindle fire. So he took it, but the internet connection was failing for him so like he messed with the router. Unfortunately this is exactly the reason he's not allowed toiu have electronics because now the wifi doesn't work on my phone like at all. It says I have full wifi bars and then I try to check my notifications on Wattpad and like it is unable to find a secure connection. So I had absolutely nothing to do last night.

Then there's this kid that practically stalks me at school and on the bus and it's freaking creepy and weird, this coming from me. So like he started riding the bus in the morning and–reasons why I hate my siblings–my younger sister sits with him, and knowing I don't want her telling him anything about me, she flat out lied to him and said I have huge crush on him and I was too scared to tell him.

So basically now he's 100% positive that I'm in love with him and that I want to marry him and I won't give any examples of what exactly is so creepy about him because then this rant thing would take like hours to write, but you can ask and I might post another rant just about that, but yeah.

So I lied earlier, my phone started working now. So that's one good thing.

Then I got half a day off school because I was determined to avoid him. So I told my parents and they were gonna let me stay home all day, but the school counselor called and wanted to know why I hadn't been in school so I had to stay the second half of the day. But yeah I didn't have to miss anything in read aloud–which we're reading The Thief, which I've already read and definitely recommend and yeah–so school wasn't as bad as I thought it would be.

Also apparently when my teacher found out what was going on with me, he talked to the kid again and so he tried not to look at me as much. So yay to that and all, but now they want to watch me talk to the kid face to face and tell him to stop, but then I get to also hear his side of the story and all that jazz and ... yeah.

So yeah life sucks.

Byeeeeee!