Tuesday, December 20, 2005

0041: I'm back! Where's the fucking fan fare?
Pictures tomorrow.

Thursday and Friday were snow days, so now we have to go to school tomorrow, but our vacation is cut short a day at the end. Because we have school Wednesday, I had to get home early, before the break. I can't miss more than three days or I won't be able to exempt that English exam looming over my head.

Today sucked.

Today really sucked. In the time that I was gone... one day... we had three tests, two of which I made up today. Also, person #1 moved into the seat next to me, and her girlfriend #2 absolutely has to sit next to her. So I was out of a seat for a little while. #3 got up to the left of my original seat, so I sat down. She comes back out of the line and bitches at me about how it's her seat, blah blah blah... whatever. Didn't ask me to moved, just went on about how I was in her seat, and she's not in a good mood today, and she has her period today... whatever. I was too busy wondering wether or not the floor was still warm in the place I was sitting for twenty minutes. #1 got tired of us bickering back and forth and started screaming at me about how I need to get out of #3's seat because she was there first. I told her as polite as I could that she had taken my seat, which were the best words I could find at the time. She further screamed that she did not technically take my seat, but rather, she had saved it for the love of her five minutes, #2. I lost my cool and joined in the screamfest, saying that if #2 really mattered to her, and that if I was such a good friend to her, that she would move somewhere else to be with her babe for the remaining five fucking minutes of lunch. In the process of my raising the big stink, I attracted the prinicipal, who made me flip my 'obscene' Monty Python shirt that said "I fart in your general direction."

I hate numbers.

So now I'm at ends with pretty much everyone at my table. I'm contemplating moving somewhere else.

I get home, and my parents are asleep, they wake up, coffee, blah blah blah... Argue, fight, get Kevin involved for no reason than to make his life a living hell. I spent an hour arguing with my parent about something so necessary that I can't even remember what it was. I ran outside for a while. Came back and found the News 2 truck outside our house and one of the reporters talking to a camera. My house was on tv. In the background, you can see mom looking like a fool waving at the camera, dad taking out the trash, and me getting yelled at again, then me walking away from the house again, I couldn't take it anymore.

I came back to get online, which is how I eventually get here. It seems like everyone has an obligation today. They're all busy, basically saying "no Kevin, you're stupid, go play with traffic." I feel like shit. I hope tomorrow's better.

I'm not explaining my trip until tomorrow, it goes better with pictures.
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