As if I wasn't busy enough.

Okay so I don't know if you've gotten from my posts, but my life has been really busy and hectic lately. My schedule pretty much is all the way filled. Wake up at 6:30, but I usually don't roll out of bed until 7:00 take a shower and get ready for the day. I leave my house at what I would like 7:39 but some days it's 7:45. Get to school and rest for about 5 minutes until the bell rings then go to classes until 2:35. As soon as I get out of school I drive over to the track, get dressed in my car, and go to track practice till about 4 or 4:30ish. Then after that (if I have work) I go to work from 5:00 to 8:00 and I usually have to stay a bit longer and clean. So about 8:30. Then I take the money and everything to Angie and don't get home till about 9:00. After that I get home and either make dinner for Dad or he has dinner for me. Eat, surf the internet a bit then go to sleep around 1am. Wake up and do it all over again. The days that I don't have track, I have rehearsal for a play. But I don't think I have to anymore since we technically did our show. Then on Saturdays, I have track meets in far of distant lands. So I get on a bus supppper early in the morning and go to a track meet and usually don't get home until 8ish. THEN Sunday rolls around and IF I'm not working, I usually catch up on all my shows, surf the internet and veg out all day. Hey... I think I deserve it okay. All the while I'm home, Dad nonstop nags me about cleaning up and being so messy and I'm never going to live on my own and that I'm addicted to the computer and that I'm a waste of a person and blah blah blah. Please... I want to know if it's really my fault I have suicidal and homicidal tendencies.

So I'm completely tired all the time and it's been wearing down on me. I have been snapping at people, which I never do even on the worst of days. I've been so frantic about everything. I just want to slam my face into something... really hard. I've done that a few times to the refrigerator, but I asked myself what has my fridge ever done to me except supply me with such delicious foods. Then I realized that Dad makes me clean the fridge every now and then so I continued to slam my face as hard as I could against it.

After work today, I came home planning on relaxing... UH NOPE! There's a big note on my door. It reads:
Victor
I have some people that would like to see the house May 15 (tomorrow) around 10 10:30 am.
If you have any questions call me.
-Lana.


HOW I HATE YOU SO MUCH LANA!
Okay so the house we're living in, we're only renting. My grandparents had been faithfully paying their rent every month until they moved and we asked my grandparents if we can take over the payments and just live in the house. They said sure, so we called the owner to make sure this is all good and dandy. They were like "Yeah it's fine. BUTTT.... we're selling the house. You can still stay in it... but we're selling it."
So I guess there's an agreement where you can live in the house and occupy it while it's on the market, we just have to keep it in okay condition so it can be sold. And the realitor can drop by anytime and 'Show' the house. They usually give us like a weeks notice, but lately, it's only been like a 10 hour notice.

SO.... I've been cleaning.... I've been coming back and forth doing this. I truly hate my life. So much. BUT thanks to the Creature Feature Forums... they have provided me with a podcast with Creature Feature on it. I am happily entertained in my foulest mood.

So I'm going to sign off for now...
And listen to this Creature Feature Goodness.
It makes me giddy.