Today Hates Me
May. 6th, 2005 07:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bliumchikThere are two people who can make me cry: my mother and the english staffroom. When you have unpleasant encunters with both in one day while being aggravated by everything else, the universe is out to get you.
I wake up ten minutes late, after an extreeemely random dream involving three guys, a car chase and some stabbins. My toothpaste is in my parents bathroom, for no readily apparant reason. I waste another fifteen minutes arguing with my mum, who doesn't want to write me a note for not handing in some study skills booklets because she borrowed them for her students - apparantly that's embarrassing. We finally compromise on the age-old "left it at grandma's" - well hey, teacher doesn't care so long as the note is THERE. I'm late for the bus and I can't find my keys. They turn out to be in my bag. My dad drives off about ten seconds before I run out yelling "Dad I need a lift!" In assembly Ms Varady sounds like she's on the verge of a nervous breakdown, and on the way out I stab myself with a chair. Chairs are not supposed to have random sharp bits sticking out of them! Then I spent all of recess finishing my multi. At lunch time I went to the En glish staffroom to ask about the PDC for which NOBODY TELLS ME ANYTHING ARGH I had the idea was on today. The English staffroom 1. ignored me 2. had no idea what i was talking about and asked repetitive questions, and 3. implied that it was my fault i didnt know what was going on and i was being silly to come to them. Inconclusive. My SRP got a C and Ms Varady gave me a uniform slip. I stayed back after school for debating tryouts at 4, which got moved to 4:30, which stretched to 5 because the group before us took age, at which point we were told that it was too late and we'd debate next week. I got home and started to go upstairs for refuge from the universe, and my mum immediately went "OMG DON'T GO UPSTAIRS SOCIALISE!!1!ONE!ELEVEN" in an extremely harsh voice which I assume was a result of her argument with her mother I'd walked in on. I said I needed the toilet and she said GO DOWNSTAIRS!!1 and proceeded to yell at me muchly.
I wake up ten minutes late, after an extreeemely random dream involving three guys, a car chase and some stabbins. My toothpaste is in my parents bathroom, for no readily apparant reason. I waste another fifteen minutes arguing with my mum, who doesn't want to write me a note for not handing in some study skills booklets because she borrowed them for her students - apparantly that's embarrassing. We finally compromise on the age-old "left it at grandma's" - well hey, teacher doesn't care so long as the note is THERE. I'm late for the bus and I can't find my keys. They turn out to be in my bag. My dad drives off about ten seconds before I run out yelling "Dad I need a lift!" In assembly Ms Varady sounds like she's on the verge of a nervous breakdown, and on the way out I stab myself with a chair. Chairs are not supposed to have random sharp bits sticking out of them! Then I spent all of recess finishing my multi. At lunch time I went to the En glish staffroom to ask about the PDC for which NOBODY TELLS ME ANYTHING ARGH I had the idea was on today. The English staffroom 1. ignored me 2. had no idea what i was talking about and asked repetitive questions, and 3. implied that it was my fault i didnt know what was going on and i was being silly to come to them. Inconclusive. My SRP got a C and Ms Varady gave me a uniform slip. I stayed back after school for debating tryouts at 4, which got moved to 4:30, which stretched to 5 because the group before us took age, at which point we were told that it was too late and we'd debate next week. I got home and started to go upstairs for refuge from the universe, and my mum immediately went "OMG DON'T GO UPSTAIRS SOCIALISE!!1!ONE!ELEVEN" in an extremely harsh voice which I assume was a result of her argument with her mother I'd walked in on. I said I needed the toilet and she said GO DOWNSTAIRS!!1 and proceeded to yell at me muchly.
