Was lame. Because of a lot of things. And let me tell you.
First of all, my mom was clinging on to me. She was all "This is your history class, Gabby" And I'm like wth, I'm not eight. Then, I said hi to my friends, but haha, I could barely talk to them. My parents love to rush everything. Third, my friend Patricia seemed mad at me, (prob cuz of the identity crisis thingy on FB), and four, my mom, yelled so loudly, YOU NEED TO EAT. YOU THE SKINNIEST OUT OF YOUR FRIENDS, Five, I wanted to burst into tears. God my mom is just so o;fjas;ofjaso;jfas.

I'll let you in on a little secret:
I've been crying myself to sleep ever since my mom started calling me anorexic for the past month.