Uck, a block day.
I had all the odd numbered classes. 1st, 3rd, and 5th. They're hella long classes too! All I do is sit in my desk and countdown how many minutes we have left of class. I do this all period long.
In P.E. we didn't have to run the boom! Yay! So I gagged all morning for nothing! I'm glad we didn't have to though. I hung out with my friends and some random freshman nerd.
I was late to 3rd from hanging out with Samantha. My teacher became furious and handed me some slip to fill out. All I did was tuck it in my binder. Georgina, some girl who sits next to me, started looking through my pictures on my cell. She is now worried about me. Guess what she saw. Hella pics of my cuts. Yup!
Samantha, Caitlyn, and I hung out at lunch. We walked Samantha to the stoplight and ditched 5th. Easy, but I don't want the consequences.
I really wanted to ******** around. Damn.
At dinner I got into an argument with my parents. My brother brought up the new tardy rule that we have at school and I said it wasn't fair, school is like a bootcamp. I explained the whole how-I-got-a-slip thing in less detail than needed, saying I was getting my book and that's why I was late, not that I hung out with Samantha. Of course my ma had to say how she was never late 'cause she's so ******** perfect.
"School is like a bootcamp."
"The teacher's are just doing their job..." She went on,"You know what? I was never late to class, never got a detention-"
"Well you're old!"
I stomped out of the room and sang Perfect by Simple Plan as best as I could without crying.
After that short episode I was all emo to my girlfriend. I kinda feel bad for poor Caitlyn. I'm always complaining about life, and cutting. I can't stop! I'd stop for her, but I need to stop for myself and right now I really don't want to.
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