sometimes i have anger issues.

Today has been going alright. Listen, I can't figure out if alright is correct, or it's it's 'all right'. Not sure.
More or less on time for school. 15 minutes late, but I said to Mom five. LIES. Whatever.
I fell asleep in Greenhouse. Not, IN the Greenhouse. The class is called Greenhouse. Mrs. B says it should be called Horticulture. We do go in the Greenhouse, though, and grow plants. We're learning about bonzai trees.
I didn't get lunch today. Well, here's the thing: I didn't bring any money for lunches today, so I get up there and the lady who's running the charging computer goes, "No." She takes my food, except for the vegetables, milk, and the apple. Well, I don't want just my fucking veggies milk and apple if I can't have the goddamn rest, so in plain view, I toss all of in the garbage can. Waste of food. I know. Then I get up to my lunch table, and Emily's there, and I am so angry now. I get a chair, and I kick it (damaging my shin) and say, "They wouldn't let me have any fucking lunch." I curse, a lot, you know, but RARELY ever at my lunch table. And NEVER in front of Emily. She's a churchy type. That's how angry I was. However, she did give me some of her tater tots. And a friend lent me a dollar so I could buy a muffin. MUFFFINN.
I have a flower in my hair. I got called out of Theatre class to go the guidance counselor. A few months ago, there was this T.W.I.S.T. conferance. Teen Women Inspiring...Something? Dunno. I went because it was free and I got out of school. I spent the day being snarky and sarcastic and mean. We wrote "a letter to ourselves" about being a role model or some shit. So we got the letter back today, and they gave me a certificate and a flower. I always love putting flowers in my hair. It's the one girly thing I like. In the Greenhouse, I always snatch a flower and tuck it behind my ear.
In English, we're watching Of Mice and Men, which is crazy sad and tragic but I love it. It's got John Malkovich and Gary Sinise. Confession: I have a thing for Gary Sinise. Not sure why. He's not, like, crazy sexy or anything, although...yeah. He's just...ah, I love him. Sometimes I'll even watch CSI:NY but not even Gary can make me watch that sorry excuse for a tv show.
My shin hurts. Mraww.