Today was just like yesterday- if not worse. The only GREAT part about today was that it was the Melissa the fabulous's birthday (yeah I know- I dont think it's a word either). Chemistry-today-I suck. I really am so far behind math wise. I had no idea what deci and milli and all stand for. I didnt memorize them when I should've. I felt stupid in that class and Michael kinda made me feel worse. Not intentionally, but it wasnt a good go for my self-esteem (but its ok kids, I'll get over it;O) On the way to PreCalc I saw Cameron in the hallway. He came right up inbetween Michael and I and put his arm around me. It was awkward both in the fact that Mike was right there, and Cameron is a foot and 4 inches taller then me so his hand came to like my face. But you know what- I dont care. During PreCalc I was a wreck. I kept crying for no reason, no one saw but I was so emotional. gAWD, us girls just get it rough sometimes. Lunch was the same as PreCalc. I saw Cameron with his arm around another girl though, but I know they're friends. Plus, I think she has a boyfriend. Physics was rough. I cried a couple times and this one chick noticed. It wasnt cool. The class was hard and I didnt have a clue what was going on. So after class I went to guidance to see if they ever got my schedule form from last week, and they hadnt. So I got Physics switched to next semester, but its still with Mr. McKim- which is so awesome. I heart him. Creative Writing was fine, but I had to stay after for Chemistry. I got a bit teary-eyed and frustrated with Mr. Fruend but he's a great guy and he really helped me through it all. Now I have a basic understanding of things. After that I turned my physics book in and had a chat with Mr. McKim about the New Orleans deal and that made me a bit more emotional. SO with all this on my plate I was late again for practice and I thought Van might've killed me, but he didnt. I was so upset by the time I got to him though that I started to CRY-cry when I asked him if I should put my cleats on. He was like...dont get so worked up- its just cleats. But he understood and wanst rough on me. THEN I came home did an hour of homework caught a plastic bag on fire, made a burnt meal and bought Melissa Sabo the t-shirt she wanted for her birthday. Oh and I found a lost dog. Its been a rough one. Sorry to vent kids, you dont need to comment on this one cause I aint lookin for no pity foo'. Its been a rough week and its not even close to being over. Oye. Until tomorrow then, Your Neighborhood Superman