HIGHER THAN A MOTHERFUCKER

I woke up to a phone call from my mom telling me to come pick her up. By the time I got home, I drew the bath water for my brother and got ready for school as usual. Thanks for the lotion this morning, Maryann! Walked with Alan to first. We finished the rest of the movie, I left class to go lock my car, and corrected homework for her 4th period. Second period we reviewed stuff for the final. Fuck, I need to study. In third, we got the unscrambling worksheet and worked on that. Break.. I forgot what happened at break. Went to fourth and we watched some documentary. Not really. Just signed yearbooks the whole time. On the way to fifth, I got that feeling again. Fucking sucks seeing that shit but it'll be over in a couple of days. I didn't really do anything in fifth. I was looking around really clueless but I couldn't stop being so happy and smiling for some apparent reason. During lunch, I felt as if I was fucken rolling off of some shit but no, I was not. I felt higher than a motherfucker. I just kept smiling and talking and talking and talking. Went to sixth and took the math final. Total fail right there. After the test, went to my car and drove Justin home. Went back home, ate a little something and drove around again to finish my "mission." Went back home and here I am. Time to write a whole page on Linh's yearbook!