Deadwood Forest

I got back from an FFA meeting, crazy like always. School still so damn boring, damn counselors had to take all the fun out my day. I feel so sorry for my dad he gets up at 4 in the morning, leaves at 5 and doesn't come home until like 7 or 8. He came to pick me up the meeting and he looked like shit. Another day for me I guess, something happened at lunch that was so funny but I'd rather not say.

No one ever talks to me anymore I guess pissed them of with my outlandish humorous bitchy attitude about anything, oops I make fun of things I'm not really suppose to be making fun of, some people don't have a problem with it but some drive me nuts about it.

Wow, the county says I have a swimming pool, I never knew that.