back off, betch. i've got a rubber band ball and i'm not afraid to use it;;

Today sucked. It was raining when I woke up (e.g. 6 AM), and it wasn't even the good kind of rain where you can put on your hood and run around and be free and stuff. It was the kind of rain where you just wear a sweater and the sky is gray and your jeans get muddy and the ran is fake and a water fountain could probably get you more wet.

I had a math test to finish in zero period since it takes us two days to finish one test (there's 2 hours per regular period, 1 for zero period. zero period is every day, then there's 3 other 2-hour classes). Then, in drama, we had to sing in front of the class con piano-man. And I had a ton of negative feedback (you crack up too much; you twitched, wtf?; sweaters don't work for this song; fidgetinggg) and then some positives (you're a really great singer; you're so adorable - i love you; the grin thing was so funny) but the negatives beat the positives by a shitload of people. It wasn't that pleasant of a day, especially since I was stuck singing after the second best singer in class and singing before the absolute, hands-down best singer.

Then, in English, I had to rush to finish my vocab cause my mom made me stay home and watch the pug instead of go to school during free period to work on homework. So after that, we had a vocab and a grammar test. Grammar was easy; vocab was not. I blanked. The eff.

Oh, and I'm checking my grades now. I'm barely there in english; I have a B in freaking drama because I didn't see a show; I'm pretty much dying in geometry; I've got a B in both Spanish and Dance cause I missed so many days; I've got an A in bio. How's that for being the smart kid in the family?

Oh, and then, when I get home, I realize I'm on effing TOM and then I'm forced to get a haircut and my mom makes it a short haircut and now my hair is all prep-tastic and not me at all.

The people on FML have nothing on me.