First I had a crapload of homework to do. I had to do Pre-Cal homework (ON MY FIRST DAY! When did we start giving out homework on the first day.) I also had Creative Writing homework. I love this class. If you ever get the chance I advise people to take it unless the teacher is a uber-bitch. Our teacher is sooooooooo nice. And just AHHHH love it. I had English homework too. My teachers name is a drug which makes the class a little more fun and today he stood on a table for me so yeah. And now I have more Pre-Cal homework and more English homework. And I need to rewrote my thing for Creative Writing but I want to get this out first.
My stepmother has not talked to me since I have returned from up north. And I don't mean like she just completely ignores me because I have to eat and she uses me to clean her kitchen but the most she has said to me is, "****** what are you still doing here. You missed the bus."
I just wanna let you know that I didn't know I was riding the fucking bus that morning. It was the first day and I haven't rode the bus on the first day since never. So I'm trying to figure out how I was supposed to know to get on the bus when neither of my parents told me and she waited until after to tell me. She knows what time I leave in the morning. If she wasn't being such a petty bitch maybe I would have ridden the bus.
I wrote like two whole pages on her last night because she pissed me off so much. I shouldn't care that she isn't talking to me but I do. And so yeah.
My father hasn't bought me any school supples. I am so serious. He said he was getting them Thursday but I already have homework... I need supplies. I don't have time to wait for him. He is tripping.
So you know when your parents ask you how was your first day? Yeah I didn't get that from anybody. And I expected it but it didn't happen and it was kind of sad.
So today at dinner my little sister wanted everybody sitting down to eat. We don't have enough chair so yeah. We just gathered around the table. I have never felt like more of an outsider in my life. They were all talking and laughing and my brother ate his food an left. It was awkward for me. Nobody paid attention to me. Nobody asked me questions. It was...
So I'm just ready to get out of this fucking house. I like going to school now because I have people there and don't feel like an outsider. I wake up in the morning and get ready to go. I have had a headache for the past couple of days and I am just not in the mood to go ask her for some aspirin or something. I don't feel like her snapping at me.
I was going to type those pages up that I wrote but I still have stuff to do and need to take a shower. So yeah.
But I'm okay. On Saturday I'm going to eat dinner with my real chosen family. And by dinner I mean frozen yogurt and my my real chosen family I mean friends. My friends are my family and I love them dearly. Haha sounding old right there.
So yeah. Even if you don't fit in to your immediate family you can always have those really close friends who become you're family. And you can choose them. So yeah. Have a nice life!
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