And this is the time when I begin to feel --
:[ D; </3 >:[ >____<'' :O ]= ;(
All of that and more. 

I don`t want your pity, I just need someone to show they care.
And sometimes it seems like no one`s there. 

    After a day of being sick with a fever, and returning the next day I`m already stressed -- yet I tried to fight it and stay at school, but no THEY MADE ME GO HOME.  And now when I return I`ll recieve another load of stress, something I don`t want.  I can assure you I`m fine, but nooooo I just HAD to break down when my  head started throbbing after being hit  by a Mr. Sketch marker, my freakin` eardrum was banging in my ear. 
    And now here I am, blogging.  I don`t give a shit anymore.  I am in PAINNNNNNN, but I know it doesn`t matter.  At this point it`s obvious no one cares what I think. I am on the computer despite the fact that I have a headache.  I told them I was fine, but no they made me go, but now I debating on if I should go back.  I told them how I don`t want to be stressed when I come back because I already missed a day, but you know THIS has already brought stress, especially the fact that my FATHER couldn`t tell how BADLY I needed to stay.
    The consequences -- no notes, absences in class ESPECIALLY IN P.E. which could potentially mean that I could suffer a B, again..., missing tests, and so much more.





Who am I hating on right now, my dad for not realizing how badly I needed to stay at school, Ms. Ryan for throwing the marker at me and for making me go home, and those office ladies who didn`t understand anything I said.
Later. 
No volunteer work today, I need to go to Manor.