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So yesterday, on my walk it started to drizzle, and since I got stuck in a down pour on Friday, i had my dad pick me up from the library. I was not taking any chances.

I'm on chapter 15 of Rebel Wilson's book. I'll probably finish it this week. She talks about her growing up in Australia, to coming to America. In my opinion it is an easy read...it is detailed, but not overly detailed like "I'm Glad My Mom's Dead" which is the memoir of Jeannette McCurdy from Icarly. (she literally talks about each spoonful of cereal she had, every morning at 8:30am to sounds of birds , pretty much like that).

I also baked cookies from a cake mix. Used a recipe i saw on Instagram. The guy made orange creamsicle cookies, except i used strawberry mix, strawberry jello mix, and chocolate chip, hoping it would taste like chocolate covered strawberries. They ended up tasting like strawberry chocolate smoothy. Still good. Except the butter didn't soften right. Half of it was half melted, while the other part was still hard. They still ended up good.

Went shopping today, saw some patio furnishings and thought about redoing the backyard, but of course my mom says "We'll talk about it," her version of NO. I want something to make the backyard more private from our dumbass neighbors. My dad however, just sees it as "More work." He doesn't get stalkers on his outtings, or people calling him names on a daily basis.

I'm probably the lead in my neighbor's Series on tiktok or social media. I get dirty looks all the time on my walk. I try to ignore them.