no school=hungre

the funny/fucked thing about life is when i think dam this shit cant get worse it does. idk how the fuck its posble but it always rolls that way. thursday night my dad gets shit faced and i new there be shit and didnt feel like dealin with him. i was tired and sore from my ribs and i jus wanted sleep so i crashed out but had my knife on me and left my shoes on and my dad stmbles in like 3 in the mornin and hes all over me and i put the knife to his side and that made him laugh but i was like fuck this im ouita here so i take off and its cold as fuck and had nowere to go and im like shit i forgot my fuckn books and my paper that was due for english. i spent 3 fuckin days. no joke. 3 days i worked on it but i forgot it and i couldnt go back home so jus hudled down til school and im in english class and my teachers like weres your paper and told her i did the work and she wasnt beleven me and caled me a liar and i was like dam trust me please and asked her if she could hang out after school for like 10 minuts so i could run home and get the paper and shes like no and thast shes givin me f for it. i did the fuckin work but she didnt beleve me and she didnt give a fuck. whatever nobody oes but i was getin pised and i didnt want disrespect her so i jus walked outa class and sat by my locker and the fuckin princepal is like weres your hall pass and im like i dont got one and hes like what you doin and im like nothin and hes like whats in your pockets and im like nothin dude. fuck i forgot i had that fuckin knife on me. i had to leave my house fast and i forgot i had it and so he tells me empty my pockets and i do. had my pencil and that fuckin knife and he starts yellin at me and calls campus security over and hes like turn around and put your hands on the locker and he pated me down  and they made huge deal. luckin fuckin story short idk if im suspended or expeled. theres meeting next monday with the princepal and counselor and suspose be my dad but i know he wont show but whatever. this is my first day home since thursday. i have to get outa here before he gets home. its fuckin cold and theres like nobodys pad i can crash out. stayed last night with this guy i met at the skate park but he sells shit and those kinda sniffs freak me out but whatever its a garage. i need to get a board. been handlin for money but its not workin good. the homeless guys behind rays give me shit for takin there spot for money or some shit like that. alredy had 3 people tell me off and one guy called me a peace of shit. its not like im askin for money for drugs or shit. it fuckin sucks cuz school was 2 meals so moneys goin to that now. thank fuckin alah for jack in the crack cheap ass menu but never gona be able by a board like this. ok im done venting. forgot to say there was letter from my mom in the mail today. havent read it yet