Third Day of School

Now I'm absolutely sure my mom hates me. She signed me up for this No Drugs Class we're gonna have at school. PLUS, she gave me this weird metal stick with a large and a small stick across it. A diagonal stick below everything just made the thing look stranger. I grasped it and threw it down on my night stand. I am soooo stressed right now. My brother is playing the worst song on his keyboard with his nerdy friends. My mom is making soup. I have to go to the No Drugs Class tomorrow. It's crazy I can't believe I let my mom torture me like this! It's C-R-A-Z-Y. Okay, now I'm just going to take a nap. I'm too stressed to even right. Plus, I broke my led writing crazy. I'm using a new pencil now. Zzzzzzz....