Dear Journal,

Dear Journal, 

 Screw this school, they made me change my shirt. It said, "With all due respect I choose not to go f**k myself." big deal, Its a shirt. I needed something to wear. They handed me a tie-dye shirt, but it's sucky.

Ahh, I'm putting it back on. Two more days and I'm out of here anyways.

Oh, and Nathan broke up with me. Cheerio.

Mr.Smith said he's jump into Conner and rip his heart out, and we all need to shut the 'crap' up, he's my favorite teacher. (: