september 21

is cursed.
this is possibly the worst day in all my 15 years.
i've never had a day like this before

in chronological order:
-wake up late 6 minutes late
-bathroom light dont work
-whole army of ants are on the counter
-on my .
-poked my eyeball with my mascara
-eye kept pouring tears like niagra falls so i had to wipe everything off and start over
-mom makes breakfast with too much onion
-me&vanessa got in trouble by dicks who said we were being rude for talking while the fundraiser guy was there when i look around and all 60 other kids are busy sleeping/talking. he calls US RUDE as he lifts his fat sausage finger to point at us which is probably the most exercise he got all month, and interrupts the fcking guy to call us all the way down to call us rude and send us back to our seats. FATASS FLOOP just looking at you every morning pisses me off.
-now me&vanessa cant sit next to each other during zero period, our only class together
-i leaked, luckily kane had some spankies
-changed into them feeling lucky and thinking that maybe the worst is over but then...
-i sit at lunch for a while argueing with eddie why the hail he wont get me my 5 dollar backpack in la
-i reach into my bag to check my phone
-no. fcking. phone.
-...of course.
-i bitch to everyone that i have lost my friggen phone
-spend lunch checking my locker,the bathroom,the grass behind where we sit but no phone
-ends up the glcs mr cassels had my phone WOOOOW. mr cassels and the one glc with the devils beard were standing in front of the girls bathroom the whole lunch. i dont really have a good rep with cellphones with mr cassels so i was kinda hesitant to ask him bout my phone but i was like oh what the fock might as well. so i describe my phone to them and mr cassels pulls it out of his pocket and gives it to me..after a long awkward lecture and his personal experiences about phones.
HALLELUJAH thank GOD for glcs..sometimes


this entry sucks ass but so did my day