| Winter 2004
One day, I think there was going to be a movie night at school ro something and Mr. G asked me if I was going to take take a girl to the movies.
I couldn't take it anymore and decided to call a suicide hotline. My mother found it and she took me to a crisis center at the hospital.
I ended up having to specd 3 days at a mental hospital without going outside and it was not a very good feeling and I didn;t relally like that place. I thought it was a little strict.
My mom (and aunt) talked to the principal and the part that made me mad was that I heard the principal had said Mr. G was not like that.
I stayed home for a lot of days until I was ready to come back. Rest of 2004
I spoke to the consuelors and etc.. but I felt like nothing was really done. I dont know why, but I chose to still be in that class.
A new kid named ML arrived and picked on me about Enrique Iglesias because I listened to his music and all this other bull I won't get into. Just know that he was an ignorant *** homophobe kid.
I had a Teen Magazine with Usher on the cover. I put it under my desk, I went out for a minute and when I came back someone put it on ym desk. It had ot be AB.
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