Ok... I didn't get up in a good mood to start with, but usually my day makes up for whatever grumpiness I may wake up with. I was horribly FUCKING WRONG!
First hour they had me running around like a FUCKING IDIOT delivering stupid little appointment slips for them. EVER HEARD OF PICKING UP A FUCKING PHONE AND CALLING THE PEOPLE YOU NEED TO YOU, WHEN YOU NEED THEM! Then, finally when I have all those STUPID SHITTY LITTLE FUCKS to the people, guess what? THE FUCKING RETARD DIDN'T HAVE HIS GODDAMN TIME RIGHT! He tried to get me to go back to all those people and tell them to come back at a different time.
I tell Pam I wasn't going to do it, then she goes and tells Mrs. Maynard I'm not doing it. Mrs. Maynard tries to play it off that Mr. Blinn called and asked her if I had done it yet. FUCK THAT, THE PHONE DIDN'T FUCKING RING! I'M NOT FUCKING DUMB!! So I take Sherry with me when I left... I told a few teachers to tell their kids... Just the ones that I saw on the way to the library (or in the library in one case) But I was not FUCKING going back to those GODDAMN classes. I don't FUCKING care what they said!
Then I get to 2nd hour, my teacher heads up the newspaper at my school. First thing, before I even get in the door, "We want you to do an article for the newspaper." WHAT THE HELL?! You know, on a good day, I may consider it... but today of all FUCKING days, no... HELL FUCKING NO! She better be glad she said I could think it over... otherwise she'd be SHIT out of luck. I just don't know if I want to do that. Yeah, I like writing, but I like it when it's just for me, not others. I don't write for praise, I write because I like to. She offered to let me write a review on anime. Well... I could, but it wouldn't be any good. It'd just be a bunch of superficial crap, so I probably won't agree to it.
But guess who I have on my back if I don't write the review. Karen and Carrie. In fact, they have their feet in this damn idea. Which really FUCKING pisses me off. You'd think Karen would know by now, I don't go in for that type of SHIT! But no, she doesn't understand me at all. Or she refuses to believe that I don't like a lot of things she's into. Newspaper, college, the prom. I think it's all BULLSHIT and I wish that she'd just try for once, to understand where I'm coming from. Is that so much to ask?
The rest of 2nd hour went fine. I like classes where it's just you doing your work. Except that I was hungry and my stomach started grumbling. Which wasn't very convenient since the class was oddly silent today. But what the hell, nothing else was going particularly well today, so why not more SHIT to add on to the mountain that already exists.
Even during lunch I couldn't get one quiet ASS moment. That's all I wanted, what I really fucking needed, a half hour of silence, just working on a crossword puzzle. But no, a loud ASS FUCKING class had to come up in the writing center. GODDAMN IT!
Then we get to 3rd hour. Which was better than 1st and 2nd hour combined... EXCEPT. Guess what comes for me towards the end of class? One of those STUPID ASS slips I was passing out earlier. Like I want to see the DUMBASS counselors. You'd think that I could just get a break today... But alas, no... not today.
Then I go to the best hour of the day. (Which is a major shock since I hate Econ and think it's dumb.) We went over the assignment for those who weren't there Friday, watched a video. Which I left in the middle of it to see my counselor. Which he pulled me out of class to ask me to take the Science portion of the MEAP over. WHAT THE GOD DAMN FUCKING ASS HELL did he have to call me out of class to ask me that. If a person wants to take the STUPID ASS MEAP, they will come to your DUMB ASS! So I say yes, he wouldn't stop bothering me if I had said no, so why bother... if I don't want to take it when the time comes... I'll just skip it. The rest of 4th hour was fine.
Then comes after school. I wait for at least 5 to 10 minutes for somebody to pick me up. This would have been bad if there hadn't been a reason for it and if it had been a unbearably cold day. Which it wasn't. The problem is though, my dad picked me up today. Why? Because my mum got called back by those JACKASSES that laid her off a few weeks ago. Frankly, it's nice that she has her job back, but I want her to pick me up! (Not that I hate my dad or anything, but I just prefer being picked up by mum)
So here we are, my day. The biggest pile of shit that was ever crapped out in a long time. All this crap has exhausted me, I wish that I could just skip tomorrow, but I'm skipping Wednesday so... heh... can't do that. I'm going back to playing my game. Later.
Remembering this day pisses me off in so many ways… I'm going to go forget again. -_-