well the Ragmo ( short for ragmoblie witch is short for my car) and I made it to school and back, I am slightly cheered up only becuase i like my english teacher alot he reminds me of a teacher i had in high school mr page, cute in a heavyset white guy sort of way, nice, unbelivable nice and understanding
we had to do an assignment called "who am I " and I was like Who am I ??? I dont know a person with a raggedy car and a family who doesent understand her?
but of course i did not write that and i had to WRITE when everyone elese was useing computer becuase I can not remember my log in for the college computers and I know I have one somewhere i think i dont know
anyway i wrote good stuff and I tried to use the best hand writting I could
I wrote that I was the oldest of four sisters a person who loves children, and a person who helps her mother when she can, witch is true but lately mother and I have been at odds with each other over the ragmoblie I stil love her but I'm still angry and I bet she still loves me but Still thinks I'm an ungrateful b***h whore daughter
well thats my life at this moment, untill next time the ragmo and i will atempt to learn to love each other
as best we can a ragmo and a girl who clueless about cars and does not know all the tricks to rig his a** so we can go..............................................................
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MRS MATHERS
And when I'm gone just cary on, dont morn just rejoice, everytime you hear the sound of my voice just know that, Im lookin down and smilein, so baby dont feel no pain, cuz i did'nt feel a thing, just smile back