Hey, it's Friday!!!!!!!

Today is Friday, what a wonderful day. At school we just got out of an assembly where Miss Nebraska came and talked to us about science, I am not the biggest fan of science but the world needs it so I support it. I am now in computer class and I am very happy with myself. We are working on typing, which I already know. I am the fastest person in class, I may get left behind in everything else but if we have a contest with typing in this classroom everyone wants me on their team. I was doing this type to learn thing on the computer and it gave me 60 words per minute, but when I went to this site called typyingtest.com I got only 43 words per minute. I hope to get better because what with all the typing I do I want to be good at it.
  The first Friday of every month my city recreational center throws a dance for the kids in 6th grade through high school. The dance is tonight, I don't know if I want to go though. I love the music and the dancing and the general fun but everyone doesn't want me to be there. Once this jerk from school kept running beside me and trying to spit on me, he succeeded too, but when I went to tell one of the adults he had left the room. Then another time this brat from school walked behind me and spit her drink on my neck. I left soon after, it just sometimes doesn't seem worth it to go, I can't even dance the way people think I should. And I get tired of the dirty looks and rude comments people from school make about me.
  But my friend always wants me to go, and then when we get there she runs off to hang out with her other friends. Boohoo, the only thing good about this night is that I might have a babysitting job from my cousin or I might get to spend the night at a friends. But I doubt the latter, my mom is already mad at me because I was late from my curfew 2 days in a row, plus I have to clean the house for the most amazing thing that is going to happen in my life for  quite a while I would imagine.
  See, last year I got a puppy. I had been begging my mom for a dog for like 2 years give or take 100 years. My homeroom teacher's dog had just had a litter and she said I could have one of the babies. I convinced my mom and I got my first real pet, his name was Rohan and he was just like me. I loved his little guts, but last month there was a dance. I went and I had a horrible time, so my friend Becca cheered me up by asking me to spend the night. I was really excited and I ran into my house to ask my mom permission and get clothes, she said yeah I could.... but then she asked me to sit down. She told me that when she had gone to put Rohan in for bed she had found him outside. He had broken his chain and tried to jump over the fence into our neighbors backyard, his chain got caught on the fence and he strangled himself. I sat their sobbing and begging my mom to be joking until I remembered Becca, she was waiting outside. I called her and told her I couldn't spend the night and I told her about my puppy, she came in and hugged me until I could get control of myself. I spent the night screaming in my room and begging everyone to just be lying to me.
  I told my mom I would never want another pet, but my other neighbors had a litter of kittens, and they were giving them away to their friends. I didn't want them all to be gone, and this was what I had always wanted. I always wanted a pet when it was just a baby so I could teach it and train it and have it be used to me. So I asked for one and I am gonna get to bring it home on Sunday! I am excited because cats generally don't strangle themselves and they live for a very long time. I don't know what I will name it yet but I am so excited, it is so cute and cuddly, and it is really intelligent. It was the first in it's litter to figure out how to jump off the couch without bonking it's head on the coffee table and my neighbors house.