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Horrid...glad its going to be over soon. Felt like crap all day, boyfriend made me feel like more crap and then turned the situation around to make it all my fault. Personally I don't think I did anything wrong.

I just sort of feel like the world won't give me a break and I just want to stoop down and cry. Or write an emo poem....whichever seems more reliving.

I had a stats final today. That should really sum it up. xd haha.
The worst part was actually getting there.
Since I wasn't emailed the place (The prof likes to email *everything* andit wasn't in our syllabus either), I just assumed it was in our regular class. I get there 10 to 12, the starting time, and I don't recognize a single person out of the crowd. Even with 100 kids in the class, I'm good at recognizing faces that I see three times a week or at least a few of those 100. I felt a big wave of panic sweep over me when the sign on the door said "Physics 101.. blah blah blah", and I had already wasted a few minutes!
I didn't even know where to begin looking for my class, but luckily I didn't panic sooo bad. Actually I did, I just kept thinking of how bad it would be to miss it! gonk I just ran to the nearest administrative-looking room and asked for a phone to call Will and panic some more, but then when the call wouldn't work, I realized that the dude behind the counter probably knew!
So more panic ensued and he could probably smell the freaking out on me, as could people around me... xd Then pointed out a schedule on the glass wall outside! UGH.
I found it with 5 minutes to 12 and bolted out of the quad as fast as I could (I felt like I was gonna hurl and again with the running past students who are like "wtf? harhar" @___@)...got there five after and we didn't start till about 10 or 15 after. Phew! And that was the stressing part of the day. xd

The rest was smooth sailing and crafting. :3

Irritating, with no access to Gmail and MSN its been aggravating and hard. Otherwise its been okay. Could be better. confused

I hate people mad




My grandma and aunt just fried up oysters and it frickin' stinks around here. How am I supposed to enjoy my pot pie?

Aww - in the mean time we will be missing the Skele! heart sad


My dad's just started today, I slept most of it away.
Yesterday was horrible, and really fun.

I have developed a problem with being forgotten - and because of my medical problem, and the problems that ensue after living with such a thing, for such a long time, my once iron grip on my emotions has been waning. So when my parents forgot about me for the umpteenth time (I like to go to church because I get to sing, I love to sing, and church is one of the few places I can sing loud - without reserve) I was very frustraited.
I called them, and then my brother Graham gave me a ride to church.
And the frustration sat and festered and while I was sitting in church, all I wanted to do was go home and cry. So I was on auto-pilote. Unfortunatly, many people noticed this - and so when I just wanted to be left alone, people were asking me if I was okay. And it was all I could to do fake a convincing smile, say 'no I'm fine' and keep mysef from bursting out crying. (Keep in mind, crying is one of the most humilliating things for me).

the only problem is - that saturdays are our Canasta night. My parents and I go to church (when they don't forget me) and if Father Pier has not made other plans, he comes over to our place, we go next door to my Grandmother's and we play canasta
Me, my mom, my dad, my brother Graham, my brother Evan, and my Grandmother - makes 6, so we can play
When father pier comes over, it makes 7 so my mom *who doesn't mind* usually sits out, and does the handing drinks and such thing, and what-not.

Sometimes - it's a fairly recent addition - my Uncle Adrian comes an plays (he used to play with my parents all the time way back before my parents had kids xD)

Father Pier only comes over to play once in a while - he goes to visit different families in the congregation every saturday, on invitation.

So having an emotional breakdown on one of the few times he's promised to come play was not an option. sweatdrop
And I asked my mom to call my uncle (first thing I'd said to her all night actually) to see if he wanted to play. And he did.

So we had my Uncle, my two brothers, my grandmother, my mother, and me - my dad was busy with helping out doing something at the hockey game and didn't get home 'till late.

But as the night wore on, I felt better, and by the end of the night, we'd been playing 4 against 4, and having a blast. 3nodding It was much fun.

so horrible - and yet lots of fun sweatdrop

I had been wondering if that storm had hit your town! I hope everything get fixed up fast

Nice. Good going. 3nodding

Panthea had her big operation today! She is hatin' but doing very well. heart