that's what I have to say... well, here the reason why.
Yesterday I put my alarm on for 6:20 to be able to get to choir and be on time. Well, this morning, it's mama that came and woke me up at... 8:00 -choir starts at 7:30, the bus is at 8:30, and choir finishes at 8:30. so, I'm late I know it, not such a big deal. as I get to school, I remember I forgot the recorder for the radio play we're doing in drama - FUCK! so I try to contact daddy, and he won't answer... Then mama texts me saying we'll have a talk about things I have to "fix"... can I tell you how well that sounded to me? I knew she told me I wasn't aloud to be late anymore... so I was fearing it might be about that, then I remembered I was also supposed to take the trash to... the trash, and I forgot, so I was like, might be that too! So I kind of get pissy a bit, but not too much... I don't remember what, but something got me cranky... oh wait I remember - mama AND daddy not responding to their phones, me still not having the recorder... so I go for a walk, hit a couple trees, but no real damage is done to either the trees (yeah right) or me. I still ended up at the guidance office to the a councelor. I spent half the period there, feisty, crying like crazy, swearing at my parents and their damn phones... oh, I forgot to mention - I also had an oral presentation in art... I can speak english, and french... BUT I DON'T SPEAK ART!!! I know shit about the stupid vocabulary... (DId I mention I swore a LOT?) so... I get bored of siting there not saying anything and I go back to class. Guess what! The recorder I needed, well the project is due tomorrow ! YEAH!!! Fuck me sideways! so I just get pissed some more, but still manage to calm down some... I am HUNGRY, so I sprint out of the class so I can get a microwave... I drop my entire lunch... good job... I clean up, then hit a wall, slam all the doors that cross my path, hit a couple people on my way out, then I get about the same tree, and hit it. For real. And started bleeding. So I walk some more towards the mall, not sure when I'm gonna collapse, or If I'm just going home, or going to buy lunch at the mall. I get to the park and collapse... cry a bunch, then calm myself a bit and get inside. I walk to the guidance office for band aids, then walk randomly in the school, then I cross Tsar and Linda, and sit right next to them, and have a breakdown (third of the day by the way *sight*)... then we both swear and talk bad about our parents, and their stupid phones (no offense mama & dadda, I love you) and end up calming down, stopping the tears (that's when I started feeling my hand - GOD IT HURTS!) I get to art, tell the teacher I don't know shit and, she tells me doesn't matter I have to go... *sight* So she's nice enough to let me go last so I have a chance to see what others talked about on their presentation. did okay, but I know I didn't do that well. So I go to my locker to get my fashion stuff and run into Becca and Zack, they both chear me up a little (Becca promised she'd pocke Zack for me in class, and she gives me a sukker) Get to fashion, start putting my sewing stuff together, tread the machine, lean too much, stab my finger with the needle. Through my nail. And I break the needle while pulling my finger away. SO NOW I have a needle a dm long in my finger. I hold my finger and walk to the teacher (not crying yet), and then tell her I have a needle in my finger (yeah - another breakdown!!!) so we get out of the class. I want to punch something, but both hand are... occupied. So I just Kick the crap out of the locker (I have semi steal boots, didn't hurt me) Then I start crying some more. The teacher comes and pulls the needle out (did I mention I can't feel anything which is AWESOME!) and then we go back in and she rinces it. I asked her to leave, she said "YES for sure". so I pack my stuff, go to my locker, and Zack is out (he's always out of his class) so I have yet another mini breakdown... put my stuff in the locker and everything is ready, then he gives me a hug (Jez, I needed one of those) and I felt, really, sooo much better. He gives nice hugs. So I go down to sign out, they're all really friendly and all, and then almost miss the bus and stop at the mall. I bought sushi, and seaweed salad. The lady forgot to put the seaweed salad in the bag. I go back. She gives it to me. I get home and a surprised daddy looks at me funny. I pull out "Hey guess what! I broke another needle today. ON MY FINGER!" (BREAKDOWN) I just cry and cry and tell him about all of my shitty power day. I get in my room, step and break my "LUSS" key chain charm. (breakdown) Then I just ate my lunch in my bed an swore I wouldn't get out of the house for the rest of the day. I read a little, then totally passed out.
yeap... I woke up later and then it was better, cuz I had had the chance to sleep a little. My hand hurts a little, just stinging. My finger feels... really warm, and kinda tender a bit. I will need my tetanos shot pretty soon (I hate needles) Oh jez *BIG SIGHT*
At least I didn't say "What could be worse" or "It can't get worse" or one of those types of sayings... It was a really bad day, but I know it could have been worse. I got lucky with the needle not going totally through, and not breaking my hand (the tree did bite back hard though), mostly, not being hit by any bus or random vehicle... I can't wait to end this day... *SIGHT!!!!*