Today. Has. Sucked. Hardcore. First, I woke up late. Then, my bus forgets my stop. First block was great. Then in second block, I spaced-out in my monolouge. Totally bombed it. Gym was fun. Took a long walk. Dropped my phone in the road. But it didn't break. Fourth block was okay. I didn't get what Mr. Padilla was talking about at first. Then I understood it. He's my favorite math teacher. On the bus, now that's a different story. I felt like crying the whole time. I was quiet until the first stop. One of the gangsters who rides our bus asked me what's wrong. Of course, I lied and said I was fine. I fake-smiled [as usual] and he told me that if I needed somebody to talk do, he's there for me. Whoever knew that gangsters were so sweet? I don't even know his name. That's the funny part. But he treats me like I'm one of his closest friends. Oh well. Ever since Church yesterday, I've been in shitty moods. Totally not fair. Oh well. I have to go every Sunday, because my mom is making me. Whatever. Skip's a nice guy, so it shouldn't be too bad.
CaRto0nz · Tue Aug 21, 2007 @ 02:28am · 1 Comments |