well, my first day back from rehab was a six hour and thirty minuite wait in the office with just enough time for last hour, yearbook, where i was told my assignment for the dance the annual staff was holding i am to park cars. (i can't even drive!)
Today, well, five minuites till yesterday, i was thrown into an array of classes advanced far beyond what i've been working on which is kinda fun since i know the stuff anyways, nobody recognizes me because i cut my hippie hair and dyed it black and i dress goth now, (an alternative to the cross-dressing i wished to do so i would no longer be sick living out a pseudo life) and everybody was whispering behind me, like i couldn't hear, that i was a "poser" and i'm a warlock or something....one kid thought i was an athiest just because i wore black. the most dreaded subject of the day was lunch because i couldn't sit with my old friends because they smoke pot and that left me to hang with.....nobody. I had to sit outside alone and some dudes started to make fun of me so i sat behind a pillar and read my schedule. how am i gonna do this every day from now on?????
:anime fall: