Sunday, 17 May 2009
05:48:20 PM (GMT)
Yesterday afternoon I found out that I won't graduate from 8th grade. I thought I
was going to pass, but barely pass anyway.
Instead of my mom saying " oh it's alright." No! She just said " yea... I knew you
were going to fail. I'm just surprised you didn't fail first grade. It's fine, I'm
mad and disappointed but atleast I finally get to put you in a special school that I
always wanted to put you in. Plus we need to get you a counselor."
I cried, about ten minutes or less. Eventually I got over because I knew I was going
to fail anyways, I don't think I was really crying about failing, but that my mom
always said stuff like that and people (including her) expect me to have confidence.
I am just so discusted with my whole entire family. -_-
Now I have to go to Texas early because my mom had a fuss about " She failed anyways,
no reason to stay here. I'll come pick her up in a couple of days. What a waste,
picking out her dress and shoes and paying for her field trip, I should've done
that." Bull Crap! She doesn't pay for anything. >.<
A couple days ago she took twenty dollars from my sister when my sister needed it and
my mom wasted it on rum. Rum? wtf?
Seriously if I had a fully loaded desert eagle I would dang well shoot her in the
The blood won't bother me one bit 'cause it wouldn't matter to me just because it's
my mama's blood.
o.O I'm soundin' crazy right?
Going back to the way I started here I guess.
Only one thing that can keep me sane...
Maybe you know what i'm talking about.