Been a While

Sorry I havent updated in five days. Just a little hectic and my brain is just thinking and processing everything at once.
I'm going to the end of the year trip to see Kung Fu Panda 2 and eat at Mandarin. Is anyone not coming? I'm bringing enough money for pop. :D
So, if anyone is wondering the reason why I wasnt at school is because I ACTUALLY ended up twisting my ankle playing Soccer. It might be broken because it has swelled purple, literally. But hopefully it's just sprained. I had the worst of luck today because not only is my foot worse my other foot, just twenty minutes ago got a huge peice of glass in it. I was able to pull out a peice but the peice was in peices. I cleaned it but havent "protected" it enough apparentely. I did papers yesterday but I can't do it again, it will just make it worse.
I was thinking that we all should make as many plans together as possible this Summer before I leave. It's important to me that we spend time together out of school too. :D I talked to Lynne about doing things like Shopping, Movies, Hang out, Sleepovers, Movie nights, musicals, concerts, etc.
I dont get away with not doing my homework Jordan. It drags me down every single day. Its like each day a brick piles on top of me and after a while I can hardly move or breathe. Eventually I gave in to the thought of giving up. I act scarcastic and like I dont care because its the only thing that gets me through the day. You were wrong about everything- about me not doing it because I dont feel like it. because I hate school and I dont care because its the exact opposite. If you are all so curious in to why I dont go to school I will explain it to you. There were days where I would babysit all day while my Mom or my Dad was out. There were days where I got no sleep because my parents were up screaming at each other. There were days where I would hurt myself just to feel better. There were days when my Mom would cry because of how much her hands, neck and feet hurt. There were days when I would have to hold my Mom and comfort her every single day for months. There were days where I had to convince the people in my family that my Dad was coming back when I want ever sure of it myself. There were days where I ached all over because my Dads and I fought. There were days I wish I were never born or that I was adopted or for Christ's Sake I was an alien. There were days where I couldnt handle it so I would run away. There were days where I would just burst out crying in class. There were days where I would hide in the washroom or cry in the shower or hid from everything. There were days where I thought I was crazy, because of the lies that were told to me. There were days where I didnt want to be alive. I didnt want to move. I just wanted to be free. There were days where I would break down. There were days days where I would make mistakes and have to cover them up for my family. There were days where I thought we were going to be poor. There were days where I thought my parents were going to kill each other. There were days where I wish I had the opportunity to have a choice to leave like Alysha. There were days wher I would cry, laugh, yell, scream and frown. There was never one day I was home and I was happy. I could go on but I think I have shared enough. I'm sorry I probally shouldnt of have expressed myself that freely, but you know what I didnt even know I felt this way until I wrote it. I got to go, my grandparents are going to a hockey game and they are dropping me off because of my foot :(
:Dryleejane:D