Well... If you couldn't tell... I'm actually... Very, very, very, VERY mad and tired. After I came back to school I got so many papers... SO FREAKIN MANY!!! AND I COULD NOT BELIEVE WHAT I DID! I FREAKIN STOOD UP.... TO MY DAD!! If I went any further with my attitude... I'd probably be dead... I'm missing a lot of stuff because of vacation and... It's been insane so I asked him about where this one thing was... Blah blah blah then he starts talking about how it's MY responsibility... Yeah, maybe it is, but I blame it on Emma... She likes to grab whatever she sees... So it's a 70% chance that she did it. Anyway... I responded by saying. "It wasn't in my book bag, plus don't tell me to stop blaming everyone, you blame all of us children from certain things. So WE apparently did it! Even though there is a 99.9% it was YOU!"
He told me to watch my attitude... And no I'm not like ten or twelve... Well apparently I am... :/ Anyway I apologised when I shouldn't have... -_-' He's such a teacher. Why can't he be a fukin teacher in the 1st place... He seems to know a lot about responsibility.... Come to think of it... WE ARE YOUR CHILDREN, PARENTS!! MAKE US DO THE RIGHT THING!!! WE ARE TECHNICALLY YOUR RESPONSIBILITY!!! Ughh....
