Well, today wasn't bad besides that dumb alcohol assembly.
Seriously, his ending message was nauseating.
"Get brutally raped and then gets lots of money to turn your life around. biggrin "
Psshhh.
Bio spent talking about the assembly.
Lunch. It actually...didn't taste that bad. Way to go, lunch ladies!
Then I got dismissed during WT.
Spent an hour at home (since dad picked me up really early) writing out my questions. I feel that I do best when pushed to the limit like that. biggrin
Anyway, we looked up directions to the street but when we got there we were all confused and drove into a random parking lot. And there it was! I also forgot her name, so it was a good thing there was a name plate. dramallama
So she shared the building with other people and it was like an old house, all creaky and filled with old furniture. I wandered through the halls, nervous and wondering where all their offices were. I found it, it had the "in session" thingy up, so I went back to the waiting room and re-copied my q's.
She was nice. And friendly. And tried to answer all my questions as best she could, even though she didn't specialize in schizophrenia.
Then da and I went to DQ. heart
Then home. Nap. Jenny didn't come home, so we went and got her at the school.
SEEING BRALERIE AND BEAST WALKING! YESSS!
Went to orthodontist. Sullivan kept complimenting my smile, and I felt really great even though he was probably just thinking about what a great job he did. heart
But alas, it cannot be all happy news.
First, they say I need "minor" surgery because of the gum between my front teeth. I guess they want to take some of that off, and it'll also make the two tiny teeth next to my buckies look bigger. biggrin
Boo pain... YAY POSSIBLE DAY OFF!
Second, Jenny's been real a**l these past days. First I was putting up with it, but now she's yelling at dad if he even looks at her and I just felt like strangling her there in the orthodontist's office. I don't know what stopped me. heart
Calm. Calm. *tries to meditate in between writing for I-Search*
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