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Yesterday, my new kitty-cat friends visited my house. Well, they did not exactly visit it since they stayed out, but at least they got to see the outside…

They had passed the whole afternoon on the cement steps that lead to the front door, and when I came back the next morning, they were still there, sleeping peaceefully, all pressed against each other, forming a black furry ball, curled up in their tail. I pet the old Mystery on her head to wake her up and when she did, she started to purr softly. Soon, Miles, Sabbath and the still unnamed cat were awake as well and begging for some caresses. Then, I suddenly remembered of my little Kitty, who had not yet had the chance to meet them. I thought that may be these black cats could become his friends. After all, they had lots in commun, except for the fact that Kitty was not alive.

I went to my bedroom to get Kitty, but he wasn’t there. Then I remembered : I had put him in my backpack the day before and I had not gotten him out of it!!! I rushed to the kitchen, where I had left the bag, and freed my poor dead and deadly friend from his tiny prison. He was not too mad at me for leaving him there all night thought. He had slept all the time.

I went back outside with Kitty this time, but the cats had vanished once again. I sighed and looked around to see if they wer enot anywhere. They were not. I went back inside.

I put Kitty on the table and ate breakfest. I then went to the bathroom to do dress up and brush my hair. After all this usual stuff, took my school bag and pulled a math book out of it. It was Serious time.

I went downstairs, to my bedroom, and carefully picked up the Oddissee, my magical 8 ball, a never-failing future-telling pool ball that I found int he Attic when I still was a little girl. I rubbed the Oddissee in my hands for a while and then asked :
« Will I fail Monday’s math exam, level 436? »

The blue triangle inside the ball turned, the inside of the Oddsissee became troubled and finall appeared the word « Probably… ». The Oddissee never fails…

The countdown was started : 24 hours before the math exam, level 436. If I wanted to keep a good general score (which, in my case, means 70%), I would need to pass the day studying…

I did. Or almost did : I interrupted my work an hour to watch a program about creepy murders on discovery channel. The craziest is : at the end of the day, I had made no or very little progress. I am condamned!
Why can’t I just not care at all? Emily isn’t supposed to care about such a thing as mathematic exams!!! How can tiny little « x’s » ruin my life, for the simple reason that I can’t divide them by a « y »? Life sucks… Maths suck! I suck at maths…

I think that I should keep studying after all… 11 :10 pm… my night too will suck…

See you If I don’t die tomorrow (Still, maths are worse than death!).

-Emily-