though u swear

the definition of a bad day: TODAY

i seem to have a lot of those. i will break it down for you. keep up cause im not in the mood to go slow and try to be wittily creative about any of the shit that has gone down.

Alright. We start early this morning....6:30ish. lucy calls, as usual. i answer, she tells me to wake up cause shell be here in thirty. i say okay then i hang up.

I fall back asleep.
i wake up about five minutes til pick up...and i leave her a message which i cannot remember what the hell it said cause i never remember anything in the mornings; something about dont bother picking me up cause i wanst awake and i didnt want to be.

So i tried to go back to sleep. usually this works since my mom doesnt have a job and doesnt wake up til 9ish therefore doesnt realize im not gone. pretty swell. but she was up...and so was my stepdad. so i got about 30-45 minutes of extra sleep.

i get to school and enter third period tardy [at least it was excused] only to sit down [ready for naptime] and hear our flamboyant teacher start bitching about how nobody seems to care about his subject.


...its religion. what does he expect? it doesnt count towards college unless ur going to a religiously affiliated university...and barely anybody is even considering that shit.
So that was bad. uh...seventh period was okay. eighth period we had mr. Gordon as our substitute and he loves me so i got to go to guidance and sign up for my college visits and my first SAT test that actually counts. Makes me kinda nervous. November 3rd....i take the first test towards my future. fuckall!

then chemistry came. i did not understand a damn word in that class. seriously. not a single word. something about 02 plus S8 equals SO2 and thompson and dalton and mulliken or whatever the names are. fifth period comes...i cannot even remember...oh wait yes i can. we were in the language lab which is...odd for american history to be in the spanish/french/latin comp room but whateve. We're doing a project and my partner slightly annoys me. We're doing Lafeyette. or however the fuck u spell it.

and then sixth period.
obviously i didnt hang out with Krystal.
cause she has band.
which i cannot [still] accept.
and it pisses me the fuckall.
but i went to the lab.

and put myself into a better mood by reading the transcript of Eddie Izzard's dress to kill. haha. it was hilarious...but its why i wasnt blogging.

Then Mrs. Bonanno...my ex-bio teacher whos class i failed and who had a certain...interest in me due to attitude and class performance last year decided to scan ym computer which means that she checked which site i was on.

So she started fucking with me.

"whatcha looking at, mariah?"

"its for my history project?"

"oh rlly?"

"yes. i can show you"

"go one then"

so i show her the joke that Eddie makes about General Lafeyette and George Washington. She isnt impressed.

"Do you think thats a site you should be on?"

"Well its for ym project"

"But do u think its appropriate"

"i guess not"

"dont have an attitude. can i not have a conversation with you without you having attitude?"

"sorry" [im not rlly. i still have an attitude]

"so...this isnt appropriate so..."

"im going to log off right now and not return to it when im at school"

"good"

"yeah. bye"

the funny thing is that i had my phone open next to me and she didnt even notice, but she noticed a harmless yet hilarious comedians transcript site i was on.

come on!

so that went bad.

Then comes math. The other class i cannot stand because i feel so stupid. i dont understand simple things. i need an energy drink...which i had already had about 5.

but i was falling asleep. she kept having to wake me up.

So then add in Law Studies...which involved work therefore i could not sleep.

An hour before practice. i discover that Lucy is mad at me because Joe tells me that "she doesnt like u messing with our relationship"

are u kidding me? if it werent for me...he wouldnt have confronted her and thye would still be unsure of whether they were breaking up or not right now. i fuckin helped. i always fuckin do. i do better with other peoples relationships than mine.

and then it just went downhill. i had a bad practice and i dont feel like typing anymore. i'll so some more blogging later or tomorrow or something. im goin to bed.