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Mar 22, 2005 19:27

I hate school. 3 more months at this dump. Well, maybe 1 more year and 3 months if Ms. Riz fails me. I have to get at least a b the next 2 marking periods in order to graduate. Ahhhh, how did I get myself into this mess? I dunno. She's a cunt that failed me for no reason 1st marking period. There really was no reason. I participated. I did the tennis and badminton thing for 3 months. The teacher the period before gave me a 100, but she gave me a 67. last marking period I failed because I didn't "follow directions" according to ms. leach. heh. adhd maybe?

Anyways, thanks to all this, my mother likes to bring it up every chance she gets. She said it will be by the grace of god I graduate this year...I don't believe in god, a heaven, a hell or any of that fun stuff, so does that mean no graduation for me? Maybe Ms. Riz will be nice and pass me. Doubt it. She told me to watch my mouth today. Maybe she shouldn't have been behind me when I was talking. That whole period just sucked. Some black guy named ray, started telling me I was pretty and i should go to prom. He fucked up my hair and kept telling me to stop moving, let the niggers take over. Yikes! Worst gym period ever. He told me I looked like drew barrymore. I don't look like that tree hugger.

On the way home, just before I got off the bus, ed asked why are you in such a bad mood? you yelled at me 2 days ago in the hallway. I don't remember yelling at him. I do remember being a bitch to Jon in gym today for no reason. I guess I only remember things that happen up to 24 hours ago. Sorry. I'm sorry I'm in such a bad mood. It's either Ms. Riz, my mom nagging me about that guitar,my hormones being messed up because I don't know how to follow the doctor's directions, or a combination of the 3.

I'm home alone with a sinkfull of dishes.

I better go wash them before mother comes home and bitches about that.
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