I went to school yesterday for the first time in 2 weeks.
Ehh. I've decided that I'm going to tell my dad everything. I feel horrible 24/7 for hiding all of this from him when he's never done anything but try to keep me happy and I just lie straight to his face. If I just would have told him when the skipping first began and when all of this started, he probably could have helped me in time and I could've passed, but now I'm stuck in this hole. This always happens, but he'll help me anyway. Things will work out. It was wrong of me to lie to him like this and it may be hard to tell him everything, but I have to because it's the right thing to do. Wow, I think I have a conscience.