I have all ready written it.

I have all ready written it.
What do I written? The I have no to say diary. Well, in the end, I have something to say, it turned out mom was mad at me because of the school thingy, and she is mad at me when I said I hate math class but I am good at math but sometimes it went crazy@&%@KaTeX parse error: Expected group after '^' at position 4: @**^̲&^*%^@^#%$@#%& These are the things: .:. ,;, /\//\ v^v àéíóū She was still mad when I write the diary—My test. Well, I have lots and lots and lots and lots of work to do.