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Not nit picky
...written on February 28, 2005, @ 20:04

just tired of your shit

Hello hello. I couldn't get much in the line of sleep last night. I woke up this morning and I thought my parents were home, but they weren't. I was almost late getting out to the bus this morning.

Mr. Smith reminded us about our sectional tomorrow. I'm a little irritated about it, but then again I'm kind of glad for it because it's time to find out who's been faking it and who's been playing. Ivan was the only 1st clarinet today. Jessica was gone and I now believe her when she says that Ivan sucks. I could play better than him! Sad.

We got about five color plates for extra credit, all or nothing credit so if we don't do ONE part of it, we get nothing for any of it. I'm cool with that because I think I'll get all of it done. Our test is on monday, what the crap?! I'm so going to fail this one. I'll be studying really hard this week.

I've waited so long for him to do this and finally Mr. Pennington yelled at the class. We have this video that we have to watch so we can get the answers from, which doesn't really matter because he tells us them anyway. Well everyone was talking and he kept telling them to be quiet when finally he screams, "HEY! SHUT UP AND WATCH THE VIDEO!" I wanted to applaud him. Something sad, my favorite pen - the medical one I stole from my dad - isn't working anymore. I wanted to cry.

Psychology, we're still watching movies on D.I.D, I'm cool with that because we don't have to write anything down. Easy A. Addison told me that his friend Paris is going to Mr. Marin to complain about Mrs. Berg because she counted off 5points because one part wasn't colored. It's not THAT big of a deal.

We went over our study guide and found out that journals are due tomorrow. I'm cool with that and I need to get my money for the AP test turned in soon. We have our test over the book tomorrow as well and I hope I do better than Long because I actually READ THE FREAKING BOOK!

Jessica was there for Math, yay! But no Garrett. I told her I was getting scared because I saw Christina left me a voicemail and she wasn't there, but she told me the voicemail was to brag about not being in school - Christina that is MEAN! So we don't know about Garrett and Jessica is like, "I hope it doesn't have to do with his mom." Me either, of all the people to have something so bad happen to them why can't it be Tyler? Thinking of decorating Jessica's and Garrett's cars for graduation, maybe me and Maile can do it? ROCK ON!

I got home and dad was there, found out that he does NOT listen to me. Why I have no clue, I specifically told him 7:30 IN THE MORNING! He started yelling at me because I told him I need the money for my AP test A.S.A.P, what is his problem? I went to go look at a car with them and my dad is like, "So what gave you the idea about wanting a car?" Then he went on to say that he wanted my mom to pay for half. Ok, my mom pays child support that's her half right there, why should she pay more? I live with YOU, not her. I didn't want to be there anymore, I had this strong urge to just open the car door and jump out, but we were on the highway - passed by Maile and my dad read her license plate.

The car that we went to go see was...nice. I didn't really like it because it didn't have power locks or power anything. But I don't think I should be picky because it's not like I'm paying for it huh? I got home and finished my english and I was really proud of myself because it looked great, now all I have to do is do my math so Jessica can copy it. YES, I AM THE MATH MASTER!!

I talked to my mom and she felt bad because she thinks that if she doesn't help my dad pay for the car I'll never get one. I don't need a car that bad. I don't want my mom to feel obligated to pay for it, she does enough for me. She's like, "But you deserve it." Why do I deserve it? I know I try to do the things that I'm supposed to but, does anyone deserve anything?

Found out yesterday that I can't eat fast food anymore, I had Sonic and I was SO HAPPY - I craved it for a month - that the first bite I took tasted heavenly, but then the second one was like reality - sucky. After I finished it my stomach ached for the rest of the day, even into this afternoon. So I guess I'll just get their drinks and ice cream like Braum's.

Ok Ricky, I tried to explain myself to you, but you don't seem to understand. First of all I just want to let you know that I don't mean for this to come of...bitchy or childish. Sacrifice. Hm...let's see my sacrifice is band ok. While most kids are out there at the beach and what not us band kids are on our field - a church parking lot - in the 102 degree weather marching fundementals. Then I HAVE to go the football games and when we have contest I go to a football game, don't get home until 11:30PM, wake up at 6AM to be up at the school to run through our show, then on a bus for a couple of hours, march, hang around, march, get our trophy, then on a bus again to home, then drive home. I end up NOT having a weekend. But I'm not complaining because that's what I live for, the moment when we hear AND IN 5TH PLACE...WESTMOORE. And on the other hand, no it doesn't leave time for a job, well guess what? My dad won't allow me to get a job. I have exhausted every possibility and without a job I can't get a car and without a car I can't get a job so I'm shit out of luck. So I thank you for your concern, but I don't have more than enough parents for that. Again, not to be rude, but I just want you to realize you are not me and I am not you, the same things you can do I can't.

Billy: "Oh yes, I've been told I'm a great dancer."
-said by a guy with not much rhythm.

Theresa

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