I hate it all.

Upon waking this morning... I felt beat. Just totally tired and sore. I called Dad and asked him to call in to the school and say I'll be in around 3rd period. He said he'd do it and I fell back asleep. I woke up about 9 and was still totally tired. So I slept until 10 then got up and took a shower. I was ready around 10:30... but... the damn pills that I have to take screw with my tummy and what not... so without going into great detail, I was stuck at home for another half hour or so. I came to school during 3rd period and went to Lunch with Darby only a little bit later. After 4th period I was heading up to my 5th period class and I walked by Mrs. Lindsey. She asked where I was at this morning and I told her I was sick. She looked upset and told me today we have dress rehearsal at the Civic Center from 3-6. I told her that I wouldn't be able to go because I had track then work. She looked even more upset and told me that it wasn't going to do. I have to commit.

Okay first of all, I'm the only one in that class that even TRIES to act. I'm actually a pretty good actress compared to all the people in there. And I committed to my job and track before I committed to drama. I have committed to drama as much as I can. I'm the only one who has my lines memorized, I'm the only one who has any character, and I'm the only person apparently who can read from a script with emotion. So whatever. I don't care.
Then I got to math. Our teacher NEVER teaches anything... we usually learn very slowly... today she threw a bunch of hardcore math problems at us... and I got the first part of it... but it got more and more complex over time. I just got sick of it. Then After that I had to go to a Student Council meeting, I actually just wrote my poem. Then I had to go to track where I tried my hardest like I always do. After that, I had to go to work to help clean because Grandma is coming back tomorrow. AFTER THAT I figured I could make it to dress rehearsal which was supposed to go from 3-6. I got there at 5:30 and the Civic Center was shut down and locked. SO I DON'T KNOW HOW THE HELL I'M SUPPOSED TO MAKE ANYONE HAPPY AROUND HERE?!

Now I'm sitting here and Dad's yelling at me about money like it's my fault he has to spend gas money to go to work. I want to slam my face into this computer and die.