No, not the song.
Today started out as kind of a sucky day. Like really. Went to school, it was as cold as fuck, with this big green blob on my finger. Turns out I had an infection, and was dumb enough to not tell anybody. God, I'm so dumb... And that's not all, I was supposed to finish the shirt I was doing for Fashion and Design, the one that my passing grade hangs on. What do I do? I lose the freakin' pass my teacher gave to me so I could go to her room during fourth period, leading to some awkward situations in Participation in Government. Ugh, stupid, stupid. As it turns out, since we're having a Trigonometry exam tomorrow and all...oh, you won't believe this....
Our math teacher wasn't here. My bet is he was home sick. Which kind of sucks. Out of all days, nature had to choose this one day before we had to challenge the exam for him to not be here.
But yeah, during lunch my friends noticed my infection and my health teacher (who was doing lunch duty at the time) told me to go to the nurse. It just so happened that after lunch I had my Art History test, which I was totally unprepared for. The nurse didn't do anything to help me, all she did was soak my hand in soap. Yeah, like that'll help. I went back to class with only ten minutes left to complete the test, I didn't freakin' complete it. At least one of the girls was nice enough to offer me a cupcake for free. She's in the same Fashion and Design class as me. She's so nice :3 I guess that's when my day started brightening up, I didn't have the time I needed to finish my picture for Studio in Drawing class but my teacher was nice enough to let me finish it over regents week.
And guess what? As I walked outside into the cold frost, I just gave my finger a tight squeeze and the infection was gone. Just like that. It was just a little puss inside my skin, easily taken cared of. And my nurse told me it was major and I needed a doctor to handle it...HAHAHAHAHA! They were all just worried about stupid insurance. And then there was that creepy guy who started talking about how pretty I looked.
WELL ALRIGHTY THEN.
Random people on the street. They make me happy ya know? :|
Mom's doing better now, finally got her in the shower, and she seems pretty lucid (I feel weird using this word in that context). Yesterday was probably just another one of her "episodes". Apparently she's schizophrenic, or Bipolar, or both. I don't really know with these psychiatrists anymore. Rebecca, I would totally love to tell what's up, but I'm just not ready to. You'll understand. Maybe in the future, when I'm not being overburdened by anything. Luckily my dad's off today, so that means help with the cooking (yay!) We're making meatloaf.
It will be delicious.
Totally looking forward to the regents exam tomorrow!
No. Not really.