There is a Freakin Black Hole In My Room and the Road

(I was being really sarcastic almost all the way through this post so just keep that in mind when your reading this).

How is it possible that all my stuff just dissapears?!?! I am starting to contemplate the idea that my room is a black hole and everything I put in there just gets sucked away to some other part of the universe where it can float around in space. My great-grandmother died and I want to go to her funeral but I can't because my only shirt that would be ok to wear has dissapeared off the face on the F-ing EARTH!!!!!!!!! I just don't understand why stuff like this happens to me. I mean on Monday I was on my way to school and there was a hole in the road so all the people that can't drive were like "OMG! There a hole in the road lets slow down because I don't know how to drive around it." That stupidity made me late for school. I tried to tell the teacher that there was a hole in the road but she was like "No one else was late because of a hole in the road." How is she going to know who lives near me or where I live? For all she knows I could live in a box and take a taxi to school! So the next day I wanted to get out of class because everybody was being petty and acting mentally retarded I went up to the front office and made my fave teacher in the school talk to me for a while so I could calm down because I was about to scream in the classroom I was in. While I'm in her office one of the teachers that are out to get me walked in. She said to me "You were late again." I was like "Ya, I was there was a hole in the road." And this was like the tenth time I had said that to teachers- my mood was turning into general P.O.edness. So this is how the conversation went.....

Mean teacher: You have after school detention.
Me: No I don't you said that if I was late again I would have lunch detention.
Mean teacher: No I didn't I said you would have after school detention.
Me: (Completely miffed and throwing any idea of a civil argument out into the black hole) YOU did NOT say that you said I would have LUNCH detention.
Mean teacher: (Equally as mad as I am now) FINE. You have lunch detention but next time your going to after school detention.

Ok so now I'm all mad and I end up staying in my favorite teachers office for the rest of the period. The next day my advisory teacher tells me I have lunch detention. I'm like wow really I didn't know that. So I'm a good student and I don't get in trouble so I've never been to lunch detention before. I didn't know what I was supposed to do I thought that you went to the cafeteria and got your lunch and then walked to the lunch detention room- wherever that is- and ate your lunch in silence while recieving death stares from the teachers. So I'm getting my food (and yes I know I say so alot) and I'm at the check out thingy. The check out person tells me I need to see the cafeteria manager I'm like WTF? I walk around look for the cafeteria manager and she tells me I have lunch detention and so I say to her....

Me: Don't I get to eat?
Cafeteria Manager: Yes but they have your food for you in the lunch detention room.
Me: What if they don't have the food that I want?
Cafteria Manager: (She gives me an STFU look) Let me take your food so I can throw it away and then you can go to Ms. Taylors room.

Ok so atleast now I know to go to Ms. Taylors room but I don't know where that is :( I walk up to my social studies teacher and ask her where to go. She tells me to just walk down the hall and go into the room that has a bunch of people eating in it. I then give her a look that say 'wow that was so helpful why couldn't I have thought of that?' I walk all the way to the other side of the school to Ms. Taylors room when I get in thier everyone turns and look at me I just stand there like a moron expecting someone to tell me to do something. They don't say anything so I tell the teacher that I'm assuming is Ms. Taylor that I have lunch detention. The teacher next to her tells me that I'm late so I have to come back on Friday and me having argued enough turns on my heel and walks out about ready to scream or break into tears for the fact that I am the GOOD kid and I get punished and the EVIL kids DONT!!!!!!!! How is that fair? When I am back in the cafeteria I have a full ten minutes to eat. I walk back through the lunch line and tell the lady that I have to go back on Friday she can't figure out how to tell the system that and the clock is ticking. After she has a break through and hits a magic button I get my food and have FIVE MINUTES to eat. I told me teacher I would not leave my seat until I had finished my food and ignored her answer. That was how my week has been so far incase anybody was wondering.