March 20th, 2009
Today I went on a feild trip to the Chester Technical Center, I checked out Child Development and Greenhouse Management, as possible courses for Senior year. I really like greenhouse and I'm gonna try hard to get in, if not I'll be okay, but whatever.
When we were getting off the buses my good friend Erika was making fun of this girl named Holly and was all in her face, so the girl yanked out her cheap extentions and punched her in the face, right in front of me. I didn't want to go and start hitting her and get 10 days out [and have my dad go all ape shit on my ass] so I just stood there, no one helped her, even when she was getting kicked in the side. But Holly just walked away and now she's suspended and Erika isn't in trouble because she didn't fight back.
There are a lot of fights at our school. I do not like violence, seeing as I deal with it so much at home, and it's hard to feel safe at school sometimes. Even though it was surprisingly sunny today, I feel a creeping sadness, it's just something that happens. It's probably time to break up with my boyfriend.. and I think it's looming on my mind like clouds, kind of canceling out the sun I so love.
So I get home and my mom has like, butchered her hair. Now that it's ugly, but her was getting long and it was pretty, I was very fond of it. But oh well, with my family's hair genes it'll be back to normal in a matter of weeks.
Today isn't over, I'm at my neighbors typing up my father's pardon letter [in other words, a load of bull from his loving family to the governor of VA, so get his record clean] so he can get a normal job and make some damn money, before we get kicked out and have to live in a box or sometime :/ So, I'll be logging on later with night time and weekend thoughts in a separate post.
Peace,
-Hathair
