I have always been a terrible person for skipping school. In elementary, middle and high school and not suprisingly the habit carried over into University. I had the art of missing school be still keeping my marks up mainly perfected. And when I go to grad school this habit just went away. I haven't missed a single class...until today. For some reason I just couldn't get up. My mom has always said if we need the day off we occasionally should and called these days "mental health days". But even if I skip the rest of the week and a half I have left I'm pretty sure this is the least school I've missed in any semester ever. Yay me!
Confession:
I usually go to school when I don't want to because being around people make me feel better here. And because if nothing else I would get to see my crush..haha pathetic I know.
Confession #2
I know why I didn't want to go to school. I had a dream about my ex where he had gotten an earring and a tattoo, which bothered me because he was becoming a person I didn't know. This is also true not in my dream world but the dream kind of snuck up on me cause I hadn't been thinking about him.
I should have went to school tho cause now I'm stuck with just seeing my roommates for the rest of the day. I can't wait to go home. This has been stuck in my head for a couple days:
Apparently I say certain things in a maritimie way: 1.right as a description aka It was right sketchy, I was right wasted
2. Afar, car ect. I don't hear it but others do.
3.Skeevy- I think this might just be a word I picked up from books or something not the maritimes but I went with it.
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