Tuesday, 8-27-91
Once again, I am the picture of the dead, so I stay home. My mom fusses at me for already missing two days of school. This will, no doubt, be the few times I miss this year. I will not mess up like I did last year.
Tuesday, 8-27-91
Once again, I am the picture of the dead, so I stay home. My mom fusses at me for already missing two days of school. This will, no doubt, be the few times I miss this year. I will not mess up like I did last year.