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Okay, so even though this isn't that shitlist I was going to make, it's something sort of similar. The keyword being, "sort of". Reasons why today was just not my day:
● My carpool never even came to pick me up. However, this is when I continue to reassure myself that I do not need to rely on selfish ignorant people like those whom I've got to tag along with, due to their compulsive behavoir and habits of listening to nothing but cursing that is transmitted throughout the radio broadcasts here. How do they even know what the soul purpose of the song is when all the main singer does is say, "Fuck" every other word?
● I have to walk myself to the car, only to realize that I'm out of fueling gas. I take into consideration that if I stop at the station, I'll be late but manage to do so anyways. Rather be late than never, huh? Actually, I think I could always pass on school.
● Thinking nothing can get any worse; it does. I suppose that's nothing to fear due to me being jinxed, but really -- as if I don't have any more problems! I spill my coffee all over my shirt and walk in with huge stains. It would be great if I had a hoodie to supplement myself during an crisis like this but I blame catholic boards of education for the regulations and horrid requirements of uniforms.
● During STUDY, I realize that I have not brought any of my books from home and therefore, spent the next two periods with nothing better to do but make worksheets up for myself on just loose leaf paper. This means, I have to draw an whole fucking forest, although I respect mother nature, and label everything I need to know about which we've gone over.
● Gym class. We play a course game of volley ball. It's not COed, either. I'm stuck with a huge group of jocks that punch my shoulder everytime I miss the ball. So, I'm not athetically coordinated, sue me! And, did I even mention the uniforms? Well, let's just say that they've been passed from generation to generation and I'm stuck with the shortest shorts possible. Plus, no one wants to see the fat kids with their ass cheeks sticking out of their clothing, right? Right.
● Come home and realize my mum is spending time in the Hospital. Before this, whilst still in school, I am stuck in at least two hours of traffic due to an junior on the cheerleading squad, crashing her car into another classmate of ours. It's sick amusement to see them shaking and crying, though; I've got to admit.
● Debate between buying flowers or a candle for mum while she's here. She loves candles, so I've made my decision of buying her a few that come in those miniature packs for an cheap price. I go up to pay for them and realize I've left my wallet in the car along with my keys; The door is locked.
● Call the locksmith. Takes an hour for him to arrive and another hour for him to fix my door. I was probably pacing back and forth at that place, looking like the biggest schizophrenic idiot with paranoia. ( I think that may be half true. )
● Go to hospital a thousand years later. Mum doesn't look too good, so I take time away from my work to stay with her until the nurse literally kicks me out. God. I mean, it's not like the Hospital is a real nice place to stay at, anyways. I'll never understand why the walls are painted white.
● Get home and fall asleep. No food in my system since lunch at ten fifteen a.m.
● Thought I was going to drown in my piss since I had to go so bad, so I get up to go to the bathroom and end up gagging for no apparent reason. I realize that I should feed my hunger and go down to fix me something to eat.
● Burn myself cooking.
● Find out that my fucking fifteen year old brother eats half of the shit I've already cooked ( for me. I don't see why he thinks he can just take it for himself. ) while I am out and trying to situate myself to a more comfortable position.
● Try to get the heat on but It won't fucking go; I'll have to ask Matthew when he gets home later tonight. Which reminds me that although I want him so badly to move away, he's actually quite a big help and not that bad. ( Not as bad as Drew, anyways. ) Except today he's lacking any of those actions.
● Sit here now with no finished homework, missed calls, my foot asleep and one exhausted body. I mean, . . God damnit -- I still have to take my shower and wait for Matt to come home and turn the heater on before I do so. I seriously don't think I need a cold right now; I was freezing in all of my classes, anyways.