HARRRRR!!!

That's you mum if you decide to come anywhere near my school tomorrow.

On the tram home, I thought about the contenders for my "Worst Day Ever." It was around 4:20 pm and I had only just got out from my multiple dets and I was all alone on the tram feeling like rubbish. Yes, today was definitely one of 'those' days.

1. Didn't do my Maths hw so I got kept in.
2. Got kicked out of English and brought the teacher to tears.
3. Got caught writing a class challenge on the whiteboard which involved the girl-who-was-doing-work-experience/one-of-the-teaching-aid's-sisters and getting her number; where the prize was $5.
4. Having the teaching aid go off at me about it.

"Do you know how sexist and derogatory that is? You disgust me."

If anything that was a fucking compliment.


And now my mother wants to come to school with me and make me apologise *again* in front of her to my teacher and that girl. If she tries that on me, there's no way I'm going to school. And if she decides to magically rock up at school? Fuck that I'm leaving. I've already apologised to that whore (my teacher) and I'm writing an apology to that girl.

Apparently, the next time I get in trouble she's going to pull me out of the school and send me to a public school like Hawthorne Sec or Ashwood. No chance, I'd rather not go to school. As far as she knows I've only been in trouble once before which was last term! We were fighting and I was like "The last time I fucking got in trouble was three whole months ago. Last term!" and she replied, "How often do you want to get in trouble!!!.." etc.

Seriously, go fuck yourself Mum.