July 18, Thursday, Home
Its July 18, and already I want to be back in school. Which is kind of pathetic seeing that first of its school! Second I'd be going into the 8th grade which means that I might have to take algebra. I mean people math class is bad enough, I mean I got a D. A D!!! Imagine me in algebra. How to divide fractions."Ally can you show us how to divide fractions?" Um.No!
But seriously, there's only reason why I could possibly want to go back to such a hell so early. Why? Simply because my summer is just as bad. Tennis camp twice a week forced by my evil mother. Not to mention I must get up at eight o'clock every morning except weekends to go to work with my mother where she is a membership director at a health club. Also where every other day I am force to sit upstairs on a couch either reading or watching a movie, which isn't half bad, but every day. It's starting to be just plain old evil.
I can't wait until my mother trust me at home alone. Then maybe I'll be able to do something with my time. Actually now that I think about it, it wouldn't matter I have like to friends and absolutely no boyfriend whatsoever. Its depressing how pathetic my life is. I mean I've had so many bad days that if I watch Miss Congeniality one more time my VCR is going to start talking and tell how sick of that movie it is. Which I don't think would ever happen but hey, you never know. Right?
Its getting late and I won't have time for a good amount of reading if I don't stop writing. Plus my mothers stupid tea pot won't shut up. I got to go pour. She's to lazy.
Its July 18, and already I want to be back in school. Which is kind of pathetic seeing that first of its school! Second I'd be going into the 8th grade which means that I might have to take algebra. I mean people math class is bad enough, I mean I got a D. A D!!! Imagine me in algebra. How to divide fractions."Ally can you show us how to divide fractions?" Um.No!
But seriously, there's only reason why I could possibly want to go back to such a hell so early. Why? Simply because my summer is just as bad. Tennis camp twice a week forced by my evil mother. Not to mention I must get up at eight o'clock every morning except weekends to go to work with my mother where she is a membership director at a health club. Also where every other day I am force to sit upstairs on a couch either reading or watching a movie, which isn't half bad, but every day. It's starting to be just plain old evil.
I can't wait until my mother trust me at home alone. Then maybe I'll be able to do something with my time. Actually now that I think about it, it wouldn't matter I have like to friends and absolutely no boyfriend whatsoever. Its depressing how pathetic my life is. I mean I've had so many bad days that if I watch Miss Congeniality one more time my VCR is going to start talking and tell how sick of that movie it is. Which I don't think would ever happen but hey, you never know. Right?
Its getting late and I won't have time for a good amount of reading if I don't stop writing. Plus my mothers stupid tea pot won't shut up. I got to go pour. She's to lazy.