Today I went to the Art Exhibition !!! It was a surprisingly wonderful day and in my head I was like: Horreyyyy!!! I can finally go outside. But my mam was like: Lets go to the Happy Violin, and we’re going there because I hate you. She didn’t say the last part. It was as boring as it was the hundreds of other times we were there we, painted our own Monalisa with our own face on it, met the only purple elephant. Then after what seemed hours we got home. Yaayyy. I was so happy that I didn’t even go outside.