Well, I was joking with my parents when I said I wanted a new bike, yet they still believed me and bought me one the day after. It was too high for me .__. So, my dad fixed it a little bit to lower it two or three inches. I tried riding it and the handle stem wasn’t tight and I didn’t know the brakes were different on this one. So, I crashed into my dad’s van, lol. No worries I’m fine. The bike. . . was not. Good thing my dad’s good at fixing thing, ha. . .ha. . .ha.

Oh, and earlier today, my dog found a nest of bunnies (unfortunately, she killed two of them) and my dad saved the last one before it was injured. But, it’s scared to death. I told my dad it’s best to put it back outside where it came from, because its mom will come back at night to feed it. He said no, because some other animals might kill it before then. So, now we are taking care of a little baby rabbit, but by the looks of this, it might die from being afraid.