It's no shock that I hate it at my dads house.
Today, I had a really long day at school, my throat was sore from drama the day before with the added stress off the high notes from my solo and ensemble this morning, I had to go on a three hour car ride to a place I hate, and then immediately sent to do dog chores for 2 hours as soon as I got there. It is currently 11:34pm. I should've been in bed a long time ago.
Plus, I still have homework to do. I have to redo my science thing-I got one question wrong-do research for social studies, and finish a path project along with having two Christmases in two days this weekend. It's January 5th.
