FUCKING ROAR
Yea, so, I got pulled out of chorus by the nurse. Right then I'm thinking "Oh jesus, did Pippi die? Is Uncle Barry dead? In the hospital? What's going on?" and then she pulls my OUTSIDE of the building so my initial thought is "OH FUCK! Where's this going?!" And then she tells me. My brother has eggs in his hair that will soon hatch and the fucking little bugs will scamper all fucking over. WOOT! Not. I had that two years ago, with long hair, and my fucking cat died in the process. Allow me to tell you that I am NOT going through that again! So I talk to mom after making the nurse COMPLETELY check my own head, twice. Talk to her, ok you can stay elsewhere while everything gets cleaned. Ok. I'm going to stay at Ashley's. So I call mom tenth period to see if I can pick up my stuff. She gives me lip. Yay. But I'm still staying at Ashley's because I do not want to be in a house were there could be an egg lurking anywhere. Because I do NOT want that again. Not with my hair. No. Not again. I go to Ashley's after school after getting my stuff and we chill until it's peeper time. I go to peepers. I have a voicemail at the end from my father on mothers phone (because [and this is what his ways have intilled upon myself] he thought that since he was calling from moms phone I would magicly pick up while I was out peepering. Guess what, phone was in the school.) I listen, he's flipping out. I call him. He makes me come home to an egg infested house. I have to stay here. In the egg infested house. Why you might ask? Because he thinks that I always have a motive. Right. So me flipping out as soon as I hear lice must imply I had a motive, right? God damn I'm a quick thinker. Honest to god, if he HAD a reason to think I'm some kind of conniving bitch, I wouldn't mind this treatment. But you know what? I'm a responsible, mature 18 year old girl who is about to go on Honor Roll for the first fucking time because she worked her ass off to please her god damn parents and she DOES NOT want fucking bugs in her hair again! So you know what, if I get that after all this, he fucking better apologize for his nasty attitude and bad day taken out on me (as usual) because it will be HIS fault.