Dear Diary,
woke up late feeling like crap.
That time of the month.
Track pants, sheets all covered in blood.
Jumped in the shower.
Should have soaked pants and sheets.
Sniffed clothes on floor to see what was wearable.
Ate cold pizza for breakfast and skulled flat coke.
Just made bus for school.
Decided I hate being a re entry high school student.
I am too old to hang out with the teenage students and too immature to hang with the 40 year old divorced women re entry students.
Home.
Did washing, will take a few more washes to get gear clean.