Might be pissed when I get home. Parents are going to the school to talk over what happened on Friday and resolve the issue. If they call me in again, I think I might just die. Have English homework too and a few other things I need to get started on.
I'll be here though.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Writing your name can lead to writing sentences. And then the next thing you'll be doing is writing paragraphs, and then books. And then you'll be in as much trouble as I am!
It's too stupid to explain, Arah. It's not worth typing out. Let's just say that it had to do with my absence on Thursday and with a b*tchy lady in the attendance office.
*sighs* I'm okay though. Nothing happened.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
When we are children we seldom think of the future. This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can. The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind. — Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind
