Mondays

I hate mondays. No this is not going to be a long list of things I hate, I just wanted to put that out there. I fell asleep during my Government class and drooled all over my notes. I made it to all of my classes though which was a miracle. Then I met this poor guy and he was walking around without any shoes. So I was like "where are your shoes homeboy?" and he was like "they died" and I thought maybe he was pulling my leg so I was like "seriously though where are your shoes?" and he was like "they fell apart" and I was like "well don't you have a backup pair?" and he was like "well I have a pair of broken flip flops and I'm going to tie some cloth around them so they will last me until I make some money" I was like so sad for this boy. Then I saw him walking out of the building without any shoes. I called my dad to tell him and he said that I should have offered to buy him a pair of shoes, and I guess I should have. I don't know what I was thinking I'm always too concerned if someone is messing with me.

Anyways I am really very tired right now so I am going to play a game on the computer, and then read for English tomorrow, and then go to sleep foreverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

I <3 MY DADDY! And I don't think he's a jerk.