After the shower (which was annoying... because the razers were dull... the shower head was going nuts, and so on), I had a HORRIBLE stomach ache, and was in the bathroom for another thirty minutes. By the time I got out it was nearly 9:30. My mom was mad at me because I hadn't eaten, and it was time to start on school (I'm homeschooled). I went downstairs to eat, and found that all was left was one biscuit. I took it, and asked Mom if I could eat the last brownie from yesterday. You see... I hadn't had one yet. She said that it was fine, but that I was to have it later. So, I went upstairs to start on school.
Almost immidiately, things began going wrong in the school stuff. I had gotten tests done, but they were the wrong tests. I forgot to send things to both my teachers as well as my mom (I do internet school homeschool). And then there were things on my mom's computer that wouldn't work, so she spent nearly an hour trying to get it done on MY computer. So I wasn't able to get hardly ANY of my tests done... and was only able to finish them later. Lunch was just as annoying... not that there wasn't things to eat... but there was nothing that my little brother WANTED to eat. So he was complaining, and I had to deal with that.
I had set the brownie out to eat later this evening. I went back up to work on school. Still impossibly figuring nothing out. Spanish 3 is driving me nuts... Health is just plain stupid right now (we're learning NOTHING about health)... and World Lit is annoying me like crazy. My mom continued doing stuff on my computer, so I still wasn't able to do much when it came to school. She got off, I got tired, and I went downstairs to get a glass of milk to drink. I got there... and guess what? The brownie that I had saved for tonight... was gone. The napkin was there... but the brownie was gone. Everybody SAID that they didn't take it... but somebody HAD to have taken it... because I didn't!!!!
And then... I wasn't able to finish all of my stuff before 4:30, so I went out to the Stables with all of that to do. I went out... and my BO wasn't there... so I couldn't ride. So I had to follow my parents around while they did what they were going to do. My brother and my dad are spending the night out at our "camp". Which means I had to ride home with my mom. Which would be OK... except I MENTIONED me buying a horse while in the States, and she IMMIDIATELY started lecturing me about how she's not wanting to go through all of that, that there's not enough money, that there's no way I'm going to do that... no where to keep it... I won't have time... there's no way to go see it because though I'll have a license I won't have a car... yadayadayada.
And so now... here I am... it's 7:30... I have school STILL to do... am confused on over half of it. I'm alone with my mom downstairs... don't want to talk to her... and... well... it was just a ROTTEN day. The only thing that DIDN'T happen was girl time (y'know... that monthly time...)... though I can't say that it WON'T.
Urgh... I just need a hug... even if it's virtual... *sigh*