August 2011
Alright I’m in a mad mood so I’m going to complain and probably not post a lot this week until Sunday because yeah. School work.
So Chantelle comes up to me and says “So I went up to him and slapped him three times.”
And I’m like, “ok.”
And then she says, “Yeah I slapped him three times like this -slaps me.-“
And then I said, “ok.”
And then she says, “Yeah and I told him that he can’t treat me like he did all those other girls.”
And I said, “ok.”
And then she said, “And then I broke up with him.”
And then I said, “ok.”
And then she said, “Yeah and that’s when I slapped him three times.”
And then I walked away.
Omg fucking vocabulary.
And I’m working on my reading just after I did my geometry. And then I have writing and then I have piano. ugh. I remember why I fucking hate school.
Dear Mr. Jenkins. Thank you for giving me so much to complain about. Love, your studen.
I have 40 math problems, an essay, two letters, and reading due tomorrow.
I wanna be in elementary school again wahhh.