What a day!
Mom woke up me up this morning yelling that I’d overslept and missed the school bus. I tried telling her that I was sick, but then she just stubbed out her cigarette on my ass and told me to get dressed and go to school.
I don’t like getting dressed because my pants are too tight and they cut off all the blood in my legs and they really gape in the front area. I wish I could wear a toga. Togas rock. I could wake up and just wrap the kingsize sheet around me and go to school that way, but Mom got really mad about that. So mad she spilled her gin and tonic on my head.
I didn’t have any clean shirts so I picked up one that wasn’t so dirty; at least you couldn’t see the dirt. Mom yelled that I didn’t have time to eat breakfast but I ate my 9 Pop-Tarts anyway and left. Then I had to go back home because I forgot to put on my shoes.
I walked all the way to school mad because Mom wouldn’t drive me. The school is a whole block away and my legs and feet hurt when I got there, and it was starting to rain. I went inside and went to my locker, and then got mad because someone had put a note in my locker that said I was a pig. I went to my Remedial Math class and the teacher yelled at me for being late and for having my shoes on backwards.
I am in computer class now where we are learning to build our own Yahoo websites, and I am mad because I am not allowed to put pictures of pretty naked girls on my webpage. The teacher is really rude and does not understand that we could make lots of money. My sister would give us pictures.
I am hungry and I cannot wait for lunch. I will write more when school is over and I can go home. I hope I don’t wet my jeans again.
I don’t like getting dressed because my pants are too tight and they cut off all the blood in my legs and they really gape in the front area. I wish I could wear a toga. Togas rock. I could wake up and just wrap the kingsize sheet around me and go to school that way, but Mom got really mad about that. So mad she spilled her gin and tonic on my head.
I didn’t have any clean shirts so I picked up one that wasn’t so dirty; at least you couldn’t see the dirt. Mom yelled that I didn’t have time to eat breakfast but I ate my 9 Pop-Tarts anyway and left. Then I had to go back home because I forgot to put on my shoes.
I walked all the way to school mad because Mom wouldn’t drive me. The school is a whole block away and my legs and feet hurt when I got there, and it was starting to rain. I went inside and went to my locker, and then got mad because someone had put a note in my locker that said I was a pig. I went to my Remedial Math class and the teacher yelled at me for being late and for having my shoes on backwards.
I am in computer class now where we are learning to build our own Yahoo websites, and I am mad because I am not allowed to put pictures of pretty naked girls on my webpage. The teacher is really rude and does not understand that we could make lots of money. My sister would give us pictures.
I am hungry and I cannot wait for lunch. I will write more when school is over and I can go home. I hope I don’t wet my jeans again.