i miss you, like nobody else..
I don't know how things became so complex. I remember years ago, when my biggest concern was losing a barbie doll or not being able to go out and play. Things like that just seem so unimportant. I just wish that I wasn't so stressed out all the time. It seems like there are always a million ideas in my brain. Today was just wonderful. I mean, really, I don't have the words to express it. First of all, I had a killer math test that pretty much determines if I pass or fail for the year. I studied for probably two and a half hours for it. I went in there and all the formulas disappeared. I think I did a lot worse than I thought I was going to do. Well, I probably would have remembered those formulas if my english teacher hadn't just bitched me out for being a racist. Yeah, that's me.. the racist. Why am I a racist? Because I was talking to Julie in class and said that "I don't like a lot of Catholics". Why? Becuase I went to a Catholic high school where I was treated badly because of my beliefs, where almost everyone looked down on me for being Methodist. I took a religion course at that school where they basically told me what I practiced was wrong. So, my teacher was like "What did you just say to her?" and I said "that I don't like a lot of Catholic people". So, I was forced to stay after class and have my teacher about two inches from my face raising her voice and telling me how I am ignorant and uneducated and stupid. She said I probably didn't even know a lot of Catholics and I probably didn't know anything about the religion. She went on lecturing me until I was late for my math test. Go figure, she's Catholic. I couldn't even get a word in to explain that I'm actually not ignorant and I actually went to a Catholic school, etc. It's not even racist. It's prejudice. Now, I don't like them even more. Thanks for that. Well, after school, I called my mom to explain why I was in trouble and she was like "Oh, by the way.. your grandfather died today". Oh super. So, my dad's step-dad is dead. We have visitation on Saturday, which means I can't hang out with John. All of my family is coming into town and it's a big deal. I'm stuck at home tonight, doing laundry and getting some things packed for Mexico. I leave Monday morning at 5:30am. It will be good to get out of this city for a while. I forgot to buy prom tickets today and now the price has gone up $15 more. I'm just sick of all this fucking bullshit. Even the Mexico trip is starting to look bad. We have to be in our rooms at 9:30pm and we aren't allowed to make eye contact or smile at any mexicans, because one time a girl did and they had a bunch of mexicans follow the group around. In mexico, apparently, making eye contact or smiling at someone is the equivalent of giving out your phone number. I guess I will wear sunglasses. I'll be gone until next Saturday. Zachary had his wisdom teeth out today. I hope he's doing alright, I haven't heard from him today. So, yeah.. I guess that's all.