Woke up feeling quite optimistick.
That changed rapidly.

In the morning I'm forced to chase after the bus,because the driver can never make up his mind when to pick me up,thus..I trip and stab my ribs with a sharp peice of furniture.It was lovely.

I go to school,everything seem's okay until around lunch,a classmate of mine begins to throw fistfuls of globby food at me,so-as usual-I feel abit aggitated,after takeing it a few more times,I go and get agressive,I yell and go sit down,them he splashes soup on me...That broke the last straw,I got up and began yelling at him again,and then he kept taunting me,I said "I'm not afraid to start throwing punches"...He said "I'm not afriad of hitting a girl...Not that you are much of one anyways..."Then I grabbed his arm and dug my nails in,he in return stabbed me with a fork and dragged it through my skin,I threw two punches and walked away.When I left the room,everyone began talking badly about me "behind my back"...Including my friends...

The teacher saw me holding my arm,I told her what happened,and then we began talking deeper than simply a fight and I had an emotional brake down,and was sent home.

The car broke down,so I had to walk to an appointment...Some younger girls were throwing dirt at nearby traffic with pales.I had to walk past and as I did,I told them not to throw it.They did the opposite of course and I snapped,I yelled at them,and stormed off feeling worse about yelling at them than anything...

I am truly a terrible person.