So when I get home today, I go to check the mail and guess what? Some a*****e put a padlock on our mailbox so it can't be opened. So I spent about a fricken half hour trying to get the screws of the mailbox off with my mom and we finally get it off after finding the right screwdriver.
And then inside my mom asks me if I was called to the office today about what happened Friday. I told her no. She said that she was told that Mrs. Olivier was told that I touched the boy first to initiate the 'fight'. I didn't even lay my hands on him until he pushed on my arm and my arm pushed back.
So much for ******** justice. I HATE my ******** school. I tell you now this is not going to be a good year at all. I fricken know it.
 Myth Tariyun · Mon Oct 17, 2005 @ 09:20pm · 2 Comments |
