I went to school today, I made a compromise with my mom. I'd go today if I can have tomorrow off, and she said okay. Although I have to admit, I wish I had just not gone at all and not bothered to tell her. After all, its not like the school can ring to tell her.
Anyway, I got to school and in registration Miss. Robertson told me that I had to be at her office for 10, but didn't tell me why. I couldn't think of anything wrong I'd done, not recently anyway, so I decided to go. And it was half way through Religious Studies, so it was better than staying in there learning about some stupid miracle that probably never happened, seen as it isn't logically possible to rise from the dead. One thing I am sure of is that dead people stay dead, and anyone who believes otherwise has serious issues.
Anyway... I went to her office as instructed and realised I was in the shit when I saw Dr. Barns stood next to her. I went inside and they told me to sit down, and the two began interrogating me on why I hadn't seen him in over three weeks. I couldn't think of an excuse as they didn't give me any time so I told them I forgot, which didn't go down too well. To try and make up for it I told them that it didn't matter anyway, seen as I had been doing very good recently. Then Miss. Robertson decided to tell him about the stupid chair 'incident' with Mr. Dodd, which only made my situation worse.
He has decided that it is best if I continue my 'therapy' (as he calls it) throughout the holidays! I tried to get out of it but apparently its not an option, otherwise they will have to consider sending me to a school which centres on so called behavioural problems. I told them there was no way I was changing schools when their is only a year left, and so I have to go see him. To make it even worse, they decided to make it two times a week instead of just one, he wants to see me Mondays and Thursdays from now on!
I don't see what the big deal is, but they obviously think it is more serious than it is. After I promised I would see him every Mon and Thu Miss. Robertson left so we could have a private session right their! It wasn't as bad as usual though and he didn't ask me the stupid questions like he usually does. All he asked me about was what I'd been up to and why I didn't think I needed to see him. I told him the question was pointless and it was an entire wasn't of time, and then he started writing stuff down inside a small notepad. I hate it when he does that, as though its something I can't see, when its about me!
The session only lasted about twenty minutes though, and then he let me leave. I went home after that, I didn't want to give Miss. Robertson the chance to sneak another surprise attack on me after what she did earlier!
I told my mom about the whole thing and she too doesn't see what the big deal is, but said I should go if they feel its necessary, its not like were paying for it anyway, seen its all done through the school, so she doesn't care too much.
At least I haven't got to go to school tomorrow, or for another seven weeks now! Ive still got to go to my stupid sessions but I'd still rather do that two days a week than school 5 times a week! I just hope Barns will stop asking me the same questions time and time again, cos its getting pretty boring.
Jack.