The Planner.

[A_Forever]

So, I got about 3 1/2hrs of sleep last night. For some reason my mind wouldn't shut up so I sat there thinking...


6:30am rolls around and I get up. Get everything ready and myself ready and yeahh. 6:50am, sec and I leave. I get to school, go into my teacher's room with him and he tells me to fix his desks{they were all like messed up}, put books back on the shelf, and clean his huge white board. It took me about 5mins which was all the time I had before the bell rang. Of course that was the bell that allowed you to go into the school.

I get to my locker, open it up...take what I need out for the day{which is like 3 blocks worth until last block D<}. Then I'm like "Where's my planner? OMG WHERE IS IT?!? I look in my backpack and it looks empty. I even stick my hand in there and its still empty.

I go to my first hour class before the tardy bell rings, got out a piece of paper to use as my planner for the day since I think I left it at home. Then I realize I had my Growing Up In America hw in my planner and I'm all like "Great ._.'"

-skips to last hour-

So, I'm sitting in science just waiting for it to be over. Bell rings, I walk out into the hall, open my locker, take out my backpack and BAM! theres my planner. I was so pissed off at myself. I felt so stupid.


Planners, tricky things, yet so important.