I still have that catapult project to for this weekend, so I'm stuck busy. School, I can't describe it, we've been watching this old made for TV movie, it was funny, you had the old channel 13 logo's pop up, but after that I walked into the hallway and saw some girl on the ground, I thought she was just being a dumbass and playing around, but she didn't get up, and then she stopped breathing, of course I couldn't do anything. They took her to the hospital and she was in stable condition. So, I left to lunch, fluttered around and got myself together, and the last thing I want is for a bunch a damn cousenlor's chasing me around the place, I can deal with it, it's not like I've never seen anyone die before.
I'll probably forget about it, I've seen a lot of stuff, and I never think about it unless someone keeps bringing it up, I have that attitude and sometimes I open my mouth to much and say things I shouldn't say, but it's my way.
Anyway my dad called and he's coming home soon, he's been at work since 2a.m. he's probably gonna bring something to eat, so my fat ass is just going to get fatter.
My family doesn't really call, again that's not like them, I know they're ok because I've seen them, but I'm sure what to think about that, I'm worried some of them might have a mental illness, it's something I don't want to go through again but they are just so damn fucking ignorant they don't want to do anything, or maybe I'm just being paranoid.
I wonder what they do at night?
