What a way to start a morning.
So today I went out to my car to get in it and leave the house. However, it was on the opposite side of the driveway than usual and if I backed straight out, I'd go through the grass and eventually the mailbox. So I tried to angle the car, but it was dark and I couldn't see crap out of my mirrors. So I hit my dad's 2002 Honda Civic... not good. I might've hit it twice... because I was backing out and thought I was getting close (but not only that, I might've hit the mirror and not known it?), so I pulled forward and tried to fix my angle, but I think I made it worse because then I dented the car. So I cried. And my mom came out and try to bakc the van out, but almost hit the other car. So then my dad came out, very pissed off, and backed me out. And now I'm screwed when he comes home. I don't have the $400 something it takes to fix it. So I'll probbaly be doing some work.
Then I went to school. And I was walking across the parking lot. And I almost walked in front of some girl in her car, so she honked, and I wanted to yell eff you at her (but the REAL word), but I had just finally stopped crying and that made me break again and pissed me off. So I stood on the sidewalk and cried because I wasn't ready to go to school yet. But then a nice girl from my history class named Roxanne walked up to the sidewalk and so I talked to her and I felt better.
History class was pretty good. The teacher was talking about the 3 main feminists and she had two and asked if anyone knew the third, and I did so I raised my hand and said Gloria Steinam or however it's spelled. And it was right... I knew about her from doing a civil rights project in 9th grade. Then later we were working in little groups and somehow she and my group got onto the topic of careers and I said I wanted to be a fashion designer, so she asked which designed had the phrase "The new look" and gave the hint it was 4 letters, so I said, "Dior" and she gave me a dollar for getting it right. Haha.
Chemistry was normal.
Spanish... was pretty normal too.
Art was cool... Chad Montgomery came to visit Staudt again and he's hot, so that's good. ;) And he hugged me before he left like usual. Woohoo.
And now I'm home. I made brownies. Maybe they'll help a little? Nah... appeasement never works.
Then I went to school. And I was walking across the parking lot. And I almost walked in front of some girl in her car, so she honked, and I wanted to yell eff you at her (but the REAL word), but I had just finally stopped crying and that made me break again and pissed me off. So I stood on the sidewalk and cried because I wasn't ready to go to school yet. But then a nice girl from my history class named Roxanne walked up to the sidewalk and so I talked to her and I felt better.
History class was pretty good. The teacher was talking about the 3 main feminists and she had two and asked if anyone knew the third, and I did so I raised my hand and said Gloria Steinam or however it's spelled. And it was right... I knew about her from doing a civil rights project in 9th grade. Then later we were working in little groups and somehow she and my group got onto the topic of careers and I said I wanted to be a fashion designer, so she asked which designed had the phrase "The new look" and gave the hint it was 4 letters, so I said, "Dior" and she gave me a dollar for getting it right. Haha.
Chemistry was normal.
Spanish... was pretty normal too.
Art was cool... Chad Montgomery came to visit Staudt again and he's hot, so that's good. ;) And he hugged me before he left like usual. Woohoo.
And now I'm home. I made brownies. Maybe they'll help a little? Nah... appeasement never works.