get some new glasses.
I'm in such a frustrated/sarcastic mood I decided to write about my afternoon.
So, I get home from with Lauren and I get a one week grounding on me bc I was "supposidly" skipping lunch with her. They just assumed it was me in the passenger seat--(it wasn't, promise). What makes me even madder about the whole ordeal is that my mom still thinks it's me, does my word not count for anything?...I guess not. I mean seriously, if you can mistake me for Milligan you need to get your eyes checked. My father who cannot tell the difference between dark green and blue has no reason to accuse me of skipping before even consulting me about it first.
Well, I guess my eye sight didn't come from the two blind people I know as mom and dad.
Sorry. I just had to get my anger out writing about it--not that it matters anyways.
I think Lauren and I are going to see Copeland together tomorrow--if my grades on my progress report are to satisfaction...thats no certainty.
"birds with feather flock together"--a quote from my intelligent/genius/admirable father. Believe me, he's a legend in his own mind.