when i came into school to retake some tests during christmas vaca my teacher yelled at me because i said i had to go home earlier and made fun of my friends. she then refused to give me a ride home like she said she would because my mother was at work (like always) so i ended up walking home in the cold. in the end because i was so mad i decided finally to quite school. my health caused me to miss so much school last semester that i couldn't make it up and then i'd have to retake the grade. this happened before in middle school and so i'm a 17 year old that is supposed to be a senior but i'd have to be a sophomore again next year because i couldn't catch up this year. life's a drag. another reason i quite is because my seminar teacher called my mom and lied to her saying that my grades were the worst they've ever been when they're actually the best. so i got upset at her and the school councilers ended up sticking me in a storage room twice in one day when i'm diagnosed clastraphobic, but here i was cramped next to a washing machine, a large cabinet, and a sink crying alone as they left me there. i hated it. what else happened in my week? well my brother ended up getting on new medication so he was out of wack, attacked my and my friend who was over had to pull him off me while he was sitting on me and choking me on the couch. nothing out of the ordinary. sometimes i wish i could just leave but i've got too much to prepare for in the future. i'm hopeing to try out for American Idol on the 14th. who knows where the future will take me. later that day while i was crying in my friends arms because my arms where bleeding from my brothers nails scraping against my skin i was being prank phone called. it was one of my ex's. he's now dating this other girl i know but she hates me because i dated one of her ex's even though she told me not to. so now they both hate me except when she wants something thing acts all goody goody best friends to me. my ex kept calling and laughing at me then hanging up. finally he called again and before he could say anything i said "this isn't funny i just got the ******** beat out of me by my brother and i do not need to pranking me when i'm standing me bleeding!" he paused for a second then yelled " well you need to stop harrassing us you ******** b***h" and hung up. the band i had is ruined because the only people left is me and my bassist erik. my friend that pulled my brother off of me called erik up and told him about my ex and see if there was anything he could do about it. erik called him up and told him to stop and i didn't get anymore calls from him. i know i can count on erik when things get bad but he's gotta hate gettin sob stories from other people. it's kinda stupid me writing all my problems in my journal because no one will want to read it because it's nothing but me complaing. i just find it a way to vent everything out.
Kitty Kitty Kiki · Tue Jan 09, 2007 @ 04:15am · 0 Comments |