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Horrible Day...
Today was extremely bad. I hated it, it started off bad and will more than likely end bad. Well this morning i woke up and went over to chris's. On the way to chris's some psycho lady in a yellow jeep tried to get me in a fucking car crash. She boxed me in next to a white car while i was behind her. I wanted to get around both of the vehicles; the jeep cause she was crazy and the van cause she was slow. Since i was boxed in and right behind her she started tapping her break lights at me, as if she were going to break and have me rear end her. The whole time the lady was smiling and laughing and looking in her rear view mirror. She started to go fast enough that there was a gap and i could get past. So i switched lanes and switched again infront of her. THe bitch had the nerve to flash her lights at me, then she turned her high beams on and rode my ass all the way to chris's. the bitch pissed me off so much i could sleep to take my nap.
Got to school, 2nd period was a bummer. not so much for me, but for my teacher mr. currie. He was really frusterated, i could tell. Since the semester started i've been really good with my work and everything, and i still am, so i didn't really have a problem. But a lot of people didn't end up doing their take home quiz, which mr. currie gave a weekend extension to for the people who forgot to do it on thursday night. So he was in a really bad mood and ended up lecturing them and stuff. i felt really bad for him.
4th period was a pain in the ass as usual cause people in there are so incompitent and retarded... i'm so tired of that class.
I went to chris's house and we ended up going out to lunch. i got a coupld candy bars at sav-on's and i got y lunch. I was driving to alvaro's for chris's lunch and i was hungry so i asked him if i could have a candy bar, he opened it up for me. I ate it pretty quickly, as i always do, its candy! he was so surprised and called me a little piggie. And he didn't mean for it to offend me or anything, i knew that. But it made me so selfconcious. I felt fat all of a sudden, and i felt ugly. So many things ran through my head that i started to cry. All at the same time, chri noticed a rash on my neck. I have exima and it makes me skin really dry, sometimes discolored (kinda darker) like on my neck. While i was tearing up, he says, "sweetie, what happened to your neck?" i reply "it's a rash" and the tears start to flow. Not only do i have my weight to worry about but my skin conditions are worstening with the changing weather and it's just making me feel ugly. i feel horrible about myself. I'm still selfconcious... even though i'm trying to make it less obvious.
I dropped chris off at work and we agreed that i would stop by at 6 for his break. I went home and made myself a smoothie. i had a lot of time to think, considering i was all by myself. I went on myspace and saw a post my friend put up. I thought about it, and realized that i hadn't seen her or another one of my friends in quite a long time. I thought about our friendship, and i just see it fading. She talked to me about how she felt like her friend was ditching her because of somethings that were happening, like she wasn't calling her and she wasn't even IMing her... i feel that she's being a hypocrit and she's doing the same thing to me. Like, i don't even feel like she wants me around. I don't feel comfortable around her like i used to and it's just not the same. Like as much as i would love to hang out with her just like old times, theres this part of me that just feels that she's changed so much and that feels so awkward around her that i don't want to hang out with her. Since she went to college she's left me out of so much and made me feel so alienated and made me feel like i'm not part of her life at all that i've gotten sick of it. I miss her to death, but it sucks.
So 5:30 rolls around and i leave to go to chris's work. i end up taking the freeway, cause it doesn't look congested at all, 2 seconds after i get on the freeway, the traffic hits. pain in the shitter. The guy behind me keeps coming within centimeters of rear ending me which would probably cause me to hit the semi infront of me, people wont let me switch lanes and time is running out till 6. I finally get off the freeway, 6 exactly. I get to albertson's, 6:04. I go in and see that barbara is behind that counter, i ask her if chris is on his break. She says yea. I'm furious. Not only was i excited to see him after a long 3 hours of pessimism, but i had driven all the way there in traffic to find out he had taken his break... as if he forgot me. i left and was so furious. i was kinda scared of getting in a car crash.
whatever, its not like it would have mattered.