And the Verdict is.....

GUILTY.
wednesday we found out that i had been expelled from school. yesterday we went to the school for a meeting to decide what to do. i had the chioce to either fight it and have a hearing or just take my punishment and go to the alternative school. When we went in there i really wanted to fight it but after sitting there for a while, it felt like everything was moving around me like it was a dream a bad dream or i was watching a movie, but i asked one of my teachers that was there with me what she thought i should do and she just keept talking about how i was such a good kid and she cant believe i did this. the whole time this was happening the only thing i could think was yeah i know im a screw up so end me away to hide me i just wanna go get high.then it hit me i was going back to the old me, the me who depended on drugs the me who used drugs to escape from the truth and pain of real life. thats when i looked over at my mom and it was almost like she had read my mind and she said "this may be hard but maybe you need this"
and i think this is my wake up call from the Lord, because i know that i cant keep going down this path depending on drugs to make me feel better.