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Yesterday was the worst last day of school ever.
So yesterday was check out day, good thing right, yeah okay. So I got there around like 7:45 parking in the church parking lot since it wouldn’t take long since I had all my stamps. Surprise, I get to the cafteria and the line is like all the way in front of the library. So I’m all comfortable in line talking to Elizabeth, Alexis, and Sheryl when I get a call from Olivia telling me to come and skip her since she was at the front of the line, yes!! So I’m thinking I’ll be out of that biatch even sooner. After standing there another 45 minutes we finally got in. It when pretty quickly from there, stamp from PTO, stamp from Senior Dues, stamp from Financial people, and then finally it was time for that glorified Counselor stamp, YEah. NO NO NO, I get up to Ms. Putman and she’s like “Lacy, Robyn, let’s see...oh it looks like you didn’t get credit for Economics and HCC English.” If only you could hear the evil thoughts going through my head. Ms. Putman kindly directs me to credit check line, another 20 minute wait, only to get to Mr. Grisdale and find out that not only am I not cleared for graduation, but that my freaking HCC English grades aren’t even in. So he tells me to hang around for a little bit until he knows something about the status of the grades. A little bit my ass; I was there for another hour waiting for HCC to fax the grades to him. Fun. So I’m done with that, got his sig. and my stamp from the counselor. So I’m almost out that caft. when Cici asks me for a ride home. No problem I really didn’t mind. That took another hour. So finally we’re leaving at like right at 11, didn’t care just really really wanted to leave. So we’re crossing the street going to my car only to find that the bitch wasn’t there. I mean at this point I was crying and sweating, it was just that horrible and hot. Turns out my freaking car was towed by the church, the FREAKING CHURCHGOERS, I mean what the hell, what kinda of shit was that?!!
Anyway fast forward>>> tears tears sherbet ice cream >>>
I had to ride the bus with those children acting like freaking animals, jumping around literally from seat to seat, screaming, and pushing each other all this while the bus is in motion, the bus driving doing absolutely nothing but grinning and laughing as if these kids threatening his job was a laughing matter. Simply horrible, of all the things I’m not going to miss most about high school, riding the bus is at the top of my list.
Anyway my dad picks me and my brother up and we head down to the freaking Third Ward to pick up my car. 181 dollars!!!! to get it out the impound. Fucking insane. We pay, we leave, and thus ends the last day of school from hell. Actually I thought my parents were going to freak and take away my car, but they were actually cool about it, telling me that it happens to everybody and that they hope I learned a lesson.
The day wasn’t all bad, by the time I got home it was pouring rain, which in case you didn’t know I love. And after it stopped my mom and I went to First Colony and got two pairs of shoes a piece, including
They make me so much taller and I can actually walk in them. I love them.