Tuesday, 8:07 a.m.   Waking up Late on Tuesday My little sister slept in today, and I got yelled at for it. Hmmm, oh well, they (my parents) weren't rushing out of bed to make sure we were up, were they? No. I suppose I should have noticed sooner that chelsea wasn't out here, but I went in even though it's not really any of my business, got her up, made her lunch, got her out of the house a minute to spare, and still got yelled at. Doubleyoo. Tee. Eff. *yell yell, responsibility for your sister, yell yell, thanks* Yeah. shut up. Oh well, double maths today, I feel prepared for the test, and it's a tuesday so it will be good. I have art third hour which is the second best hour to have it. I'm not sure whether or not i'm meeting caleb today, but I will probably have the opportunity to ask, as i do have double maths (and I hang out with him at lunch and interval). I'd just have talked to him last night on MSN, but MSN is effed and hates me. Actually, from what I've been reading, MSN is Really effed and hates everyone. bahaha. Doot do do. Good day. good day. That's my mantra. Isn't mantra a cool word? ----------------- 8:53 p.m. I think my mp3 cd player can read my mind, what with the songs it plays when I put it on shuffle. ----------------- 8:56 p.m. I am expecting a big fat "not achieved" on the maths test today. I fucked up in art and on the maths test, and have no effing clue whats going on in chemistry. Sigh. Tomorrow will be better because I'm doing band practice with Arina and Caleb and I are going out on a "date" to mark our one-month. he is so. effin. sweet.