I am home, It's 4:10. Hopefully the night doesn't go by too fast like it did on monday. I had a shitty day, as usually. I felt sick in the morning, but my mom forced me to go to school. I felt like crying as i walked to my bus. Tomorrow will be better, hopefully... Mark is back from his retreat, so that means i don't have to go to the library. No that the library was that bad. i sit with a girl named charolette. so i am not alone. I don't eat when i go to the library thou. Science was alright. i am pissed because i don't understand how my teacher marked my test and what i got on it. W/E, i am not going to worry about that. I have to write a french story. I should work on that now, because i have LOADS of math,a test and EQAO to study for, and Science shit to do. Maybe i will post my story at the end.