Well not realizing the timing on my calender I went to school pumped up and happy. I stayed like that all morning, at least until 3rd and 4th period class when Coulter politely tied his sweatshirt around my waist and whispered to me that I had started my monthly. So after waiting for my already injured daddy to bring me in some new panties and jeans (Coulter was a gentleman enough to let me wear his sweatshirt until he came but asked me to 'please not sit on it, I don't want your girly stuff all over my sweatshirt') I missed lunch. Hungry, embarrassed and soaked from the pouring rain I trundled to PE where I got the worst cramps anyone could ever imagine. Practically doubled over and feeling like puking my PE teacher Shrow asked me if I would like to sit down for the rest of the period. Finally, in Writing while turning in my school-issued laptop I sprayed a little too much cleaner onto the screen and it seeped into the cracks. Now my extremely amazing laptop is screwed until the tech man can fix it this Summer. Social Studies was a tear-jerker. We watched a video about the Rwanda Genocide. The movie was "Hotel Rwanda". There was murder, hate, and soooo much more. It was horrible and I sat wrapped in my ex-boyfriend Blake's arms crying the whole time/ Only wishing it could have been the true love of my life. Unfortunately he wasn't there. He's too far away from me. : ( Has anyone ever had a day as embarrassing as that?? I doubt it.... Oh i forgot to tell you how a the guys in my class, every other 7th grade boy, and even some of the immature 8th grade boys gave me a wide berth for the rest of the day. Apparently people knew and never told me about the giant red spot appearing and growin on my favorite pair of faded jeans. Hope that stain comes out.
The Monday School Day is over! God help me get through the rest of this day and then I shall only have 4 days left! Woo-Hoo!
PSS- My aunt is coming over tonight. Yay : ) Love her to death. She's the coolest and I look up to her more than anyone else...well other than my Uncle Brian. Another Story for another day and now I will gracefully retreat to my room to try and get over my embarrassing day with a good book, a cup of coffee, and maybe even a nap. : )
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