I went to sleep around 6 this morning, out of boredom. I woke up at like 1:30 or something. So I went in the kitchen to see what my mom was doing and to get a cookie because I really wanted one. First thing the bitch says to me when I walk in there is.. "Kristie, whats your literature teacher's name?" I was like Welch.. Why? And she said because she wants to call her and see why I got an F on my report card. Its like, well good fucking morning to you too, bitch. And I told her if she really wanted to know that bad, then I would ask her on Monday. And she went through the whole.. "How can you expect me to trust you after skipping school" speech. I'm so fucking sick of hearing about this shit. It's over. It happened already. I'm grounded for it. Stop fucking talking about it. There's nothing else to fucking say. Just fucking leave it alone! Fuck! She pisses me the fuck off!!! Anyway... I have work in 2 hours. Which sucks alot. And I need to get cigarettes. I might see if Emily can bring me to work and we can leave a little bit earlier and go pick some up. I need to start driving! But I don't think that's guna happen. Guna go take a shower now. Peace.