whatever.
My freaking mother is making me go to San Diego during Spring Break; at least I talked her out of making me stay for the whole week. I just told her how important it was to me to be supportive of Jake and his band and that I really wanted to be in town during the weekends because that's when they do their gigs. It was so hard to stay cool and not just yell at her, but I think it worked. She's driving me there on Sunday, April 4th and Dad will put me on the bus back home on Wednesday afternoon. For three and a half days I get to deal with him. Terrific.
And could someone explain to me why I just had my lunch break but didn't eat? I was starving, but when I got to the caf the new lunch lady stopped me and told me she needed me to do something for her. I was supposed to meet Jake, but I went downstairs to the basement like she told me to. I can't even really remember why I was down there now, or what I did. The bell rang and I came back upstairs all grimy, so I had to rush to the bathroom to wash my hands and get to class.
I'm so hungry. Wonder if anyone has a candy bar or something they'd give me?
And could someone explain to me why I just had my lunch break but didn't eat? I was starving, but when I got to the caf the new lunch lady stopped me and told me she needed me to do something for her. I was supposed to meet Jake, but I went downstairs to the basement like she told me to. I can't even really remember why I was down there now, or what I did. The bell rang and I came back upstairs all grimy, so I had to rush to the bathroom to wash my hands and get to class.
I'm so hungry. Wonder if anyone has a candy bar or something they'd give me?