Dear Diary,
Boy am I stupid.
When Jake and I skipped it was a shit load of fun but when I came home it wasn't as fun...
I ended up coming home around 7 in the evening not realizing how stupid I am to forget the time.
When I walked in, my parents were right there in front of the door with the most disappointed and worried looks on their faces.
We ended up having a huge long talk about how I shouldn't have done what I did and how much is worried them.
I didn't protest, I agreed. I should've checked the time and not have my phone on silent. I should've just gone to school and go with Jake on the weekend.
Oh well, this will breeze past fine I bet.
I feel terrible though. I've never once disappointed my parents like this. I feel so guilty. How could I forget about them.
Ugh Diary, I wish you could talk to me and tell me what to do.
There I go again, asking an object to be my friend.
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Dear Diary. (Jalbert)
FanfictionDear Diary, his smile can light up the most darkest of rooms. Even the heart of a asshole like me. Warnings: Depressing, swearing.