Retarded to the max...
Well, since freakin' Mrs. Hashimoto has been bugging my mom so much about it, I will not be at championships tomorrow. And it's not even like Mrs. Hashimoto was telling her to make me work. She was saying that Mike should have expected this when he hired a teenager, and that my job isn't even that important. So my mom got pissed about people telling her how to take care of her family, and went to talk to my boss. She told him to make me work on Friday, like my job is more important than my winterguard.
What pisses me off the most is that my mom let what Mrs. Hashimoto thinks drive her to do something that I really didn't want. It's like she didn't even do it for me at all, she did it for herself and her pride.
It's effing stupid.
And then she started beefing on me about my freinds' decisions... She's always been like that. So quick to pass judgement when my friends make a mistake. And then I get to suffer for it, because it's obviously my fault. I just think it's so dumb!
And she refuses to acknowledge the fact that people change, and it's possible that some things were just a one-time mistake.
She's convinced that if I hang out with people that make bad decisions, I'll do the same things they do. Like it's a sickness I'll catch, so I have to stay away from the people with malaria.
She has no faith in me or my friends, and it really hurts me.
So anyway. Today was boring. Glad it was a minimum day, because I've been so stressed out lately that I'm starting to get heartburn for no reason at all.
But I have to work tonight, which does not make me happy.
And does anyone want to know the only reason that I was ever scheduled to work tomorrow night?
It's because EVERY SINGLE EFFING PERSON that works at BR is a freakin' pothead, and so they have to be childish and stupid and go "celebrate" 4/20 at some freakin' pothead raggae concert tomorrow night in SLO.
GAHHHHHH! I HATE THEM! I WISH THEY WOULD FREAKING GROW THE HECK UP!
Anyways. I'm freaking bored, so I'm gonna go kill myself.
JK.
Buh-bye.