It's Jenny's birthday. Jenny is an old friend from Philly. I got her a card that had an old person joke on it. I thought she'd a appreciate it, because it would probably also help her ego.
I got Grace, Felicia, and Michelle cards as well. Their birthdays are all within the next ten days. I'm screaming.
I took my French exam today, and let me tell you how angry I was. I took two exams yesterday. The total questions I had to answer on both of those tests were 75. 75 questions on two tests. So who is the fuckhead that decided to make this exam one hundred fucking questions? I mean, seriously. Especially twenty six questions for listening.
Anyone who takes a foreign language will tell you, listening is the hardest part of any foreign language, so who was like "damn we gotta make it 26 questions long though"? These fucking administrative assholes.
When Sierra picked me up, it was around nine forty five. Not a long time at school. I went back to bed immediately after breakfast. I stayed awake, falling into what I coined as a music trance (the act of falling into a relaxed state while listening to music, somewhere between being asleep and awake). Stupid, I'm aware, but relaxing as hell.
We went to go pick up Marie, thinking she'd gotten off early as well when she texted us. But she hadn't, and Sierra forgot her wallet and couldn't sign her out. We left without her and went home. Later, in our group chat, Marie was raging mad. Saying she hated Sierra. Sierra said one thing that shut her up for the day: "I'm not your chauffeur bitch."
I swear to god, I laughed so hard.
I tried on a couple of bathing sits after a half assed attempt to start my drivers Ed study guide, but instead, somehow, I ended up trying on bathing suits for Michelle's birthday thing. Apparently, we were also going to see a movie.
After I decided the white top with the black bottoms was the winner, I went and sat down to do homework.
Only to get distracted by the rain. (I'll do it, Chase I swear, you did give me the answers after all) ((it feels weird and discomforting to be calling you chase like that... Like it's your real name))
Well, the sky's blue now. I suppose I could do homework. I'm sorry, I suppose I should do homework. I did do my homework. I got the answers Chase filled in and then filled in the rest on my own, proceeding to take pictures of the completed page and send him what I'd been able to answer.
It was mostly bullshit, really. But it didn't matter, it just had to be done. Not correct.
I went downstairs with my headphones and my jaw string bag, putting Graces Emo Spider-Man card in it and leaving it there on the counter.
It seemed suddenly, that everyone was home. My mom and Ted were in the kitchen, along with Sierra and John when I entered. They were talking about johns popped tire, and then johns sexist mind after he told Sierra to 'put on a bra', everyone including Ted ganged up on him. He defended himself by saying it was a joke.
We knew he was lying.
My mom for dinner started as I snapped pictures of my dog for grace. I mean, it started out for me. But then the outcomes of the photos I took were too hilarious not to share with her.
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(He was yawning)
After dinner, my mom went to her friends house with Ted to 'have drinks' but I think what she really did was 'get drunk' because when she got home she did something incredibly annoying.
She confronted Marie about Justin. Which was a whole disaster in itself.
I wish I could go back in time and tell myself not to tell my mother. She went on about how he's gonna end up being abusive.
She started crying and they didn't even stand down.
