Crappy Day? Uh, Yeah.

My day started off terribly. You know what happened?
I woke up.
Then I stayed in bed because I'm sick and I feel like crap. Next thing I knew, it was half an hour later. Great. So much for being ready on time. Thanks for all your help, mom.
My mom was GOING to do a bunch of our laundry this weekend. I though she had done it all, so I went looking for my jeans. Those weren't washed. Oh, well. I had nothing else to wear. They had only been worn once before, anyways. The usual followed. My mom keeps me at the table for ages while she finishes up her breakfast, then decides she doesn't want to eat her fruit, and says I should. Ah, no. I don't think so.
Eventually, I got out--late--but not without escaping my mother yelling down the street (using this expression for the third time in the last five minutes she kept me--"Oh, wait! Have you memorized Sam's phone number?" "No, Mom. I've only called her once." "Okay, well has Lisa?" "Lisa doesn't even know my phone number." "LISA! HAVE YOU MEMORIZED SAM'S PHONE NUMBER YET? I WANT TO HAVE YOU CALL HER SO SHE CAN MEET YOU AT THE BRIDGE!" "No, I haven't!" "Mom, it wouldn't be all that faster, plus, we're already late, plus, I've been ready for the past five minutes, plus, she's already said she can't. I'm leaving." "Okay, bye, sweetie!" -insert major eye roll here-) Right. So she yells for the third time, "RIDE LIKE THE WIND, SWEETIE!" Honestly. A) That's been used. B) That's been used by her. C) That's been used by her THAT MORNING. D) That's the stupidest thing she's said all day--so far. Oh, I just can't WAIT until she gets home. Not.
Right. So we eventually got to school. At that time, I realized that my shirt was too big. I spent the rest of the day tugging it up. I remembered I had a Japanese test, swore a lot, and reviewed as quickly as I could. We got new seats in computers, and I'm sitting next to a n00b who can't type or follow directions and someone I really dislike. Biology was weird. Our teacher yelled, "EEW! PRAYING MANTIS SEX!" We were in the garden. At some point, after the majority of the class was gathered, watching, someone added a third praying mantis into the mix. I didn't stick around to see how that turned out.
My mom just called. Big surprise: I said three words and hung up.
Right. Geometry, I realized that we had another test. I cussed a lot, then got a point taken off because my equal sign wasn't squiggly. -.- Then I realized that the website was messed up, and I had done the wrong homework assignment while I was gone. I swore a lot, and got started. Great. Double maths.
I didn't really eat lunch, because I was absent yesterday, we had a skit to perform and be filmed today, and I was practicing with Eliot. They had changed the script on me. -.-
I hadn't known what to practice for band, so I sucked and that sucked. We did this dumb thing in PE, where you have to get everyone to the other side of an "electric fence". It was two pieces of rope, about a meter apart, maybe four feet off the ground. You couldn't jump over it, you couldn't go under it, you couldn't go around, etc. You had to be carried. CARRIED. The guys took charge of that one. If someone touched a rope, EVERYONE had to wave their arms in the air for five seconds like they were electrocuted, and start over. I hate PE, by the way. Anyways, one of my friends picked me up "bridal style", making fun of some of the people. She then attempted to hand me off to Will. I barely know the guy! That was EMBARRASSING. Some of the guys and two of my friends went before Eliot dragged me over to go next. Gee, thanks, Eliot. Is this for me making fun of you in that dumb dress? But THEN he started helping carry people over. He and another guy picked me up. I don't like being picked up like that (plus, I didn't want to fall down or be thrown over like some other people), so I held on to them. Tightly. They dug their hands into my back. Ouch. I was so glad when I was handed off to someone on the other side, and set down. That's when Emily remembered her obsession from last year. She got that over-adoring look in her eyes, and started squealing excitedly. Her obsession? Getting me to fall in love with Eliot. The results? None. I'm afraid, however, I may never be able to wipe her mind of this. Sometimes--very rarely, I might add--it would be nice to have a boyfriend.
Right. So. English. Skit. We didn't actually end up doing it. -.- I had to run around, bringing Eliot random stuff in practice, though. Oh, did I mention what I am? A nurse. Just what I said I would not be. Eliot, I'm going to kill you.
So, basically, today sucked. Majorly. And now I'm hungry. Really hungry. Plus I have double Japanese and Maths to do. Eew. Better take Alex's advice and "just do your math already". Thanks, buddy. -eyeroll- Later.

Annoyed at Home,
Faye