My weekend was the same as always.On friday I watch T.V like  usual.On saturday I went to my cousin’s house in the evening.I came back at 7:oo am on a sunday.I didn’t do anything on sunday.On labor day which was on monday I made a pizza with my sister and my mom(it was a homemade pizza by the way) and I got a lot of flour on my shirt and arms but making pizza was fun.And that was my weekend.(i wish it wasn’t over cause it’s better than going to school with mr.fitz joking around every single day)