My Probation Officer Wants In My Pants...
I finally got to meet my probation officer. He's pretty cool I suppose. I had to go to this HUMILLIATING peer-pressure workshop at the probation office. James and the other James were both there. Silly boys. I had to go present a skit infront of everyone there with my mom. Heh I was supposed to try and convince her to let me go to a boys house when his parents weren't home... oOo. *school girl giggle* My mom sucks at improv. seriously.
I don't know how that psycho got my number BUT THE JEWS LESBIAN FRIEND NEEDS TO LEAVE ME ALONE! I like boys, damnit! *crys histarically* She keeps calling me and leaving fuckin' nutty ass messages on my cell phone. This bitch needs a life... or a girlfriend, Shit.
Went to Derrix place and Mike was being a TOTAL DOUCHE! Omg that kid is annoying. He was treating Chris like his bitch or something. Fruitcaaaake. Whatever though. I have mucho homework that I need to get started on... I think I'm going to buy Mrs. Laurie some more doughnuts or something. I think I'm running low on favors.
I don't know how that psycho got my number BUT THE JEWS LESBIAN FRIEND NEEDS TO LEAVE ME ALONE! I like boys, damnit! *crys histarically* She keeps calling me and leaving fuckin' nutty ass messages on my cell phone. This bitch needs a life... or a girlfriend, Shit.
Went to Derrix place and Mike was being a TOTAL DOUCHE! Omg that kid is annoying. He was treating Chris like his bitch or something. Fruitcaaaake. Whatever though. I have mucho homework that I need to get started on... I think I'm going to buy Mrs. Laurie some more doughnuts or something. I think I'm running low on favors.