I lied to my teacher to get out of going to class.
I have no more cigarettes. Good. You're fucking sick.
Someone finally fucking called me to give me a schedule for my community service. For awhile I was thinking I was more responsible than the rest of the world...which is nearly impossible.
I also was getting anxious. 50 hours by March 10th? I have a little over 4 weeks. Fuck me, I thought I was screwed. I might still be, who really knows. But anyway, I have to get them done. Jail time to me doesn't sound like a blast.
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