Today I had far less homework than I normally do. It was extremely relaxing and I was able to get all of it done before dinner and watch my Thursday night TV. Two of my favorite TV shows are on Thursday nights, Vampire Diaries and Destination Truth. Both of which were great episodes.
My day at school was great as well. I didn't have much work to do in school and my classes during school were awesome, well except for math and science. And gym. I'm such a cliche. But my gym class is awful. It's "weight training" and the only females in the class are me and a friend of mine, the rest are football players and disgusting. A Streetcar Named Desire has become on of my favorite plays. I'm really not big on reading them, I only like seeing them performed, but this one is really awesome and the story keeps you attentive to what is going on. There are no long, boring monologues.
During lunch I went to see my friend that is still in the middle school (because all of my friends are like four years younger than me) and I haven't seen her in months and that was really awesome even though I only got to see her for like five minutes.
After school I then went to see my global teacher from last year (who I'm in love with actually). I lent him the book Mockingjay and I stayed with a friend of mine in his classroom talking about movies because he is a huge movie buff and I told him I would lend him Where The Wild Things Are because he has not yet seen it and he said, "You're like my best friend!" Needless to say this made me extremely happy.
We then proceeded to talk about old kung-fu movies and he showed us a few scenes from "The Legend of the Flying Guillotine" or something very similar to that title. It was the funniest thing in the world. And I get to go see him tomorrow if I can re-find Where the Wild Things Are. I found it, then I lost it again, because I am a moron.
Then I came home and the notsome part of my day commenced. I babysit my brother and sister after school usually and they are the most annoying little children in the world and think that they don't have to listen to me. What's worse than that is my other sister who's two years younger than me and think that she's the top of the world. She thinks that the entire world revolves around her and that everyone should be her bitch and cater to her every need. I'm not even kidding. I was in the middle of typing this post, and my computer is the only one compatible with the printer. She needed to print out a paragraph for English class and desperately wanted to go to bed so I needed to stop what I was doing immediately and cater to her every need.
My mother also thinks the world revolves around her, and has a serious case of internet addiction. I'm pretty sure it's breaking up her marriage right now, not that she would ever fucking admit to it. I will jump up my computer for one second, to go to the bathroom or see something and she'll think I'm taking a break, so she can grab my computer for a second while she runs to the garage for a cigarette (aka to smoke pot which is something else I've recently found out about; not because she told me but because I found the fucking pot baggie. I didn't even know what it was, I had to look it up online.) She doesn't seem to realize that I need my computer. Not only to do work, but because the shit that's she's putting our family through right now makes me need some sort of outlet and somewhere to get a new family because I fucking hate mine, and my place to do that is the internet. She also doesn't realize that I bought my computer so that I would always have access to it. I did NOT buy it for the whole fucking house to use, and she thinks that I'm "selfish" for not letting her use my laptop when I'm it. I can literally be in the middle of typing something, and maybe have a piece of paper on my lap and she'll say that I'm reading, I can't be on my computer at the same time. The truth is that my mom is the selfish bitch. About two years ago she was having problems with her teeth and instead of just having the work necessary done, which is something we could have afforded, she decided to go spend $20,000 on a brand new pair of teeth. Now she doesn't even have enough money in the bank to spot me$16 for guitar strings, and she thinks that I'm selfish. On top of that she began smoking after six years of quitting and apparently began fucking smoking pot too. Ruining the fucking teeth that she spent so much fucking money on.
I'm really sorry about that last rant. I've just had all of that fucking building inside of me, and it's not like I can tell anyone. I don't feel comfortable around any of my friends enough to tell them this. Also I'm PMSing.
