When I went back to my bag three hours later, the couch had been moved and my bag was gone. Nothing was really in it except for my mascara, lipstick and wallet; which didn't have any money and only really my atm card, MCG membership and my learners permit. Which is annoying since now I have to order it all again.
Anyway, its like the fourth time in a year that I have lost my wallet so I decided not to tell my parents... Then when my mother opened my mail that was addressed to me, she saw that I had ordered a new atm card.
She flipped her shit.
I was "grounded" and wasn't allowed to go outside my house this entire weekend. I also wasn't allowed to use my laptop. So I played angry birds for like two days straight.
This morning, Saturday morning, I woke up and was like "Can I be ungrounded now?" because you know, its the weekend.
This is why I have been dead to the world for like two days. Which is a long time in teenage time.
Also I saw the Laramie Project: Ten years later and when we were talking about it in class I started crying, not like you cry quietly to yourself in Bridge to Terabitha, like actually my-best-friend-just-died kind of cry. I get way to involved.
I need a haircut.
