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my cell phone, home phone, internet, going out is all taken away from me. so DO NOT call my cell phone, i do NOT have it.. my brother, andrew, does and whoever has text me, IMed me, or called me and left a message i haven't heard or seen any of it cuz i haven't had any of that since like last last thursday. i'll be un-grounded when grades come out which is awhile... umm, that's about it. so no i haven't been ignoring anyone i just haven't been a bad kid and sneaking in the middle of the night to call or IM anyone haha.
so, this is what happened. it was the thursday i last updated and we were eating dinner. my mom asked me for the last time if i ditched, i finally said yes and she went crazy on me.. but why wouldn't she? so anyways i started crying and she made me write down 3 things i hated about co and 3 things i hated about san dimas. then i wrote her a note saying something how that one night i was really tired was cuz i was drinking nyquil and i just wanted to end my life because it'd be the easy way out. well, my mom called my dad.. my dad lectured me and yelled. i cried more. they said i needed to go to couseling, that i was a quitter.. that i was crazy. they said i need a therapist.. blah blah blah. so anyways every tuesday i meet up with Father Chris at starbucks.. we have only met up once so far, i went to confession and so yeah i'm pretty much all cool and clean 8-) nothing really has been going on... i've been doing all my homework, writing in this journal to get my thoughts on paper, reading the gospel of luke, praying a lot.. stuff like that. schools getting better, i might surprise you next semester co kids... maybe! anyways i love all of you and yeah peace!
ps. if u comment on this i probably wont see it for a long time, so dont expect a reply! xoxoxoxoj aslkdjsak!!!
so, this is what happened. it was the thursday i last updated and we were eating dinner. my mom asked me for the last time if i ditched, i finally said yes and she went crazy on me.. but why wouldn't she? so anyways i started crying and she made me write down 3 things i hated about co and 3 things i hated about san dimas. then i wrote her a note saying something how that one night i was really tired was cuz i was drinking nyquil and i just wanted to end my life because it'd be the easy way out. well, my mom called my dad.. my dad lectured me and yelled. i cried more. they said i needed to go to couseling, that i was a quitter.. that i was crazy. they said i need a therapist.. blah blah blah. so anyways every tuesday i meet up with Father Chris at starbucks.. we have only met up once so far, i went to confession and so yeah i'm pretty much all cool and clean 8-) nothing really has been going on... i've been doing all my homework, writing in this journal to get my thoughts on paper, reading the gospel of luke, praying a lot.. stuff like that. schools getting better, i might surprise you next semester co kids... maybe! anyways i love all of you and yeah peace!
ps. if u comment on this i probably wont see it for a long time, so dont expect a reply! xoxoxoxoj aslkdjsak!!!