My stepdad thinks that I shouldn't do anything. He's wrong. I already don't do much, just art club and kayaking. My two favorite things in the whole wide world.
Today, Mrs.Brooks was like, why did your parents take your iPod away? And I responded by telling her that I questioned authority, which I did. And I followed with telling her that I'm not even supposed to have it at school, but that's the only rebellious thing I do. She responded by saying, "oh, you're such a terrible child, I don't know what I'd do with you!" she was being sarcastic. I said, "my parents tell me that, but they're not kidding." she hve me a look and continued on. Then when I was thinking about home I got all depressed and she caught on. I could never tell her why I'm depressed. It's humiliating. I'll give her that letter at the end of the year. I wrote it a couple of weeks ago.
K is still on my mind. All day every day. Saturday can't come fast enough.
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