thursday is bore-everyone-with-your-dreams day

so i was totally, like, being balled out by my father for getting bad marks in geography, and for smoking, and for using the word retarded all the time, and my mother waded in to the argument but didn't know what an adjective was and i went outside school because i was so mad and krystelle.. (christelle?) anyway she was there and we smoked rolled fags just outside the gates and my father came out and saw me smoking so i gave him the finger both barrels and we shouted at each other a little. then he drove off and she kissed me and we swam in the sea where there are now apartments. the end.