4:36 Tuesday Afternoon   "Only Two More Days Until Your Birthday" Way to go, shuffle function on the mp3 player! Way to go, The Ataris! Way to make me remember! I'm not sure if I'm scared, depressed, or excited about the whole thing. I'm also not sure if it's tomorrow or Thursday...going by date alone it would be tomorrow. Going by technicalities it would be Thursday at, hmm. 3 in the afternoon. Also not sure if I'm going to have a party or not. I really want to have some people over to celebrate. You only have one 17th birthday in your life. Also not exactly sure if today was good or bad. Probably good, even though I went to school in tears. I came out with a smile, and that must signify goodness. Unless I'm tricking myself, but going over today's events, that doesn't seem possible. I got to sleep in half an hour because it's Tuesday and FINALLY get a free first period. So I showered and ate and chilled out. I left for school and biked, Just you know, the regular. I was almost to school when i heard a low hisssss. I thought maybe it was my music but then I felt the all-too-familiar rumbling of the ground beneath my tire and I new i had a flat. I have no idea what happened. I didn't hit a bump, or go over a curb, or anything! Smooth asphault road! Good thing I brought the cellphone today. I called up dad and told him that I had a flat, and so he came and got me. And he yelled at me. He said that he was tired of his plans getting messed up because of something I planned. So I started crying because a) he was yelling at me and b) I was unaware of how I could possibly have planned a flat tire just because he wanted to go on a hike. I Don't Know Anything. Lately I've been feeling really, really stupid. And I know that I shouldn't feel stupid for this because I asked daddy to check my tires when i thought they were low and he said they were fine. So it was like a minute drive to school, and he parked and it was like 3 minutes before school started and I was sobbing and he wasn't mad anymore just sounded so frustrated and he said "have a good day at school" and then "maybe you should stay here until you stop crying. But actually you need to go to class so have a good day." In art there was more doing of photomontageniss. At interval we hung out in the Peerswick room because it's finally open. We played slow-motion hackey with a pink baloon. We got 100 hacks! and I did three! hehe! In Maths I tried to ignore Marko and Simon again. They're funny and stuff but I'm really tired of feeling stupid. At lunch I read Dune in the Peerswick but then (with the help of Tom) I remembered about Zeal-formerly-known-as-Soulfire. This guy Tim had a pretty good talk. I didn't agree with everything he said, but his talk was better than nothing. He kind of reminded me of Joe. I miss Joe. We finished watching Othello, and we got our books with the actual play in them. Hurray! ¢¾ I did another print in Photo class. Yay. And I didn't break anything! double yay! After photo I thought about following Caleb home but then I remembered Daddy asking me to come straight home. I don't know why he wanted me to come straight home. I would much rather have followed Caleb home. He found me and asked me if I was following him home. I had to tell him no. I did walk with him until Hansen's lane where we went in opposite directions. The bus was 12 minutes late, so I waited 17 minutes at the bus stop. It felt like forever. I hate the crowded bus. Then I got home and I ate food and i got dressed and I watched tv and I got online. and here I am. Today was good, I have decided. My nose is bleeding. Yesterday redeemed itself. I called Mandy. It was great to talk to her. I miss her heaps! I did maths homework and Caleb came over around 9:10 and we made daisy chains in my room and talked and cuddled. So that was good enough to make my day good. I think now I'll go take a nap.