Delinquent

Today was another day missing a few hours of school.

We left at lunch to satisfy a craving for taco bell but the nearest one is one town over, about a 30 minute drive from school. So obviously we decided we might as well not go back at all, obviously. Upon arriving at Taco Bell however we were met with a suprise, 25 kids and two teachers from our school were stopping there for some chow during a field trip. As soon as we walked in they all stopped and stared, the teacher asked "Are you from our class?"

Of course this is every class-skipper's worst nightmare so we tried our best to act non-chalant shrugging it off and keeping our heads low.

Luckily, the class was leaving as we got there so we only had to endure about ten minutes of uncomfortable avoidance.

You may think that this experience would have shaken us up a bit, hindering us from skipping the rest of the day, perhaps nudging us back towards the school...but no, not us.

Instead we went back to my house, layed out on the trampoline, smoked a few ciggarettes and then me and Kristi headed to her house to slightly nap, eat reeses minis, and listen to her 3 cats make weird noises as her dog peered at us.

Tonight we are planning on finishing off a tiny pint we had, doing makeovers on eachother, and then all waking up for school tomorrow to endure the Friday that has taken years to arrive. Seriously, this week has been dragging forever.

Tomorrow I'm signed up to give blood and Saturday I'm supposed to go to a Lugnuts game for free, plus I got invited to a metal show by Tony.

So this week has been very out of the ordinary and it just keeps getting stranger...but my mom does come tomorrow so maybe that will restore a little to the chaos that is my teenage existance.

Speaking of which, it turns out that without adults we run out of groceries, have a house that is the equivalent to hurricane aftermath, and never go to class...

Meh.