Fifth Day: School's Back (Again)
It's your dog again. Anyway, the school's back open again. To be honest, I'm kinda happy to be back at school. I miss Mr. Raditch. OMG, did I just say that: I hate Mr. Raditch. Who cares? I care. Paige went into her "I'm pissed off" mode. I kept telling her to relax, but how can I control her attitude? Dr. Phil, call me. Hazel was particularly antsy, mainly because she and Jimmy had an argument; over whether to hold a date on Saturday or Sunday. Big friggin' deal! Paige and I don't get into arguments on when to hold a date; it's when to end the date. Class with Mr. Simpson was oddly fun because he introduced us to chat rooms and file sharing programs. Introduced us; more like learning about chat rooms and file sharing programs because most of the class, myself included, had programs like that. Gym class with Mr. Armstrong was hilarious, because of that hat. That Smokey the Bear hat that thwarted my focus on shooting a jump shot in basketball. At the end of the school day, I was in a rush to kiss Paige, get my paycheck at the Dot, and come home in time to introduce my aunt to the house. Luckily, when I came, Kendra was there to introduce her to her bedroom and the restroom. A job that I didn't have to do is an extra few minutes writing in this journal. Gotta go and rest for the weekend.
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