Way to fuck up a good day.
It was a good day. I was all relaxed from being at Nyssa’s for the weekend. Ms. DeSapio wasn’t pissy at me. Doc didn’t hound me for that movie that I kept forgetting to return. Woodring gave me permission to skip Final Days if I don’t have exams. My wall is nearly complete. We did nada in gym class. I got out of school early. MY SPEECH ON JAPANESE WRITING KICKED ASS.
I was all ready for some goddamn icecream, but the bastards wouldn’t serve me!
I are mad.