My Life...

Hmm.

Today my mother and I went to visit my grandmother's grave.
While we were there, we saw the grave of a girl Mum used to go to school with. She was killed when she was onmly *15*. She was waiting for the bus on her first day of highschool and a car sped around the corner and killed her.
*15* years old!
My age!
I just can't believe that someone that young could be dead.

We came home and Mum and Dad had a fight. They were snapping at each other all day after that.
I'm still sick, but I have to go to school tomorrow 'cause I have to get that English/History teacher's signature on the timetable. Grrr. Maybe he'll let me change to a lower English class? Hopefully. There will be hell to pay if he doesn't.
So, my day pretty much sucked and I feel like shit.
Have a nice night.
TTFN.