Today is Sunday, and it's exactly 7:41 PM and I'm typing this. Gosh, I'm only 11 and now they're forcing me to study and do outside of school things?! Lol. Well, today I went up to my Grandma's house to interview her for a History Assignment, which is due on the 13th of June. I know, a long time. And I also have to come up with a poem due on the 30th of this month, which is May. I found one earlier on Friday, but it seemed to be to childish to me, but I really can't find another one that my friends haven't picked yet, so I might come up with one, (It's about any sort of migration btw.)

The Butterflies, Birds, they all fly together,

Trying to get away from the very harsh weather.

It's hard to leave their old homes behind,

But knowing what's next is a harder thing to find.