Friday was kinda... weird, good but mostly sucky. During homeroom, one of the counselors came into Yearbook and asked for the person who worked on the Art & Poetry page, pg. 106 or something like that. And I heard someone said Kristina and they called me up and he said it was important to find out who wrote that poem on the page and he asked to me identify the person if I know. So I asked if I could talk to him outside because I didn't want my Yearbook/English teacher to know who it was. So outside, I told the counselor that I wrote it but I wrote it last year. When in reality, I wrote it 3-5 months ago. But it's dumb and it's in the past and I just wanted it to go away. So I tried to convince him that I was actually happy and really, I kinda am content, but he still wants me to talk to this counselor. So that kind of sadden my day because it was disturbing. The poem was anonymous for a reason. And now the poem can't be in the yearbook because it isn't "inspiring" to the other students. So in its place is a frickin love poem, which is sweet and all but it pissed me off because I knew they were going to replace it with a love poem. Then I missed 5th period to help set up for the Aloha Dance which was to take place afterschool until 7:30pm. The club was sponsered by Sorellanza which is all girls so it was just all girls + 1 or 2 guys and it was physical labor or something. The Aloha Dance was somewhat depressing. There were some happy aspects to it -- actually only one. But the unhappy ones outnumbered it. I guess the depression developed from being left out a lot by the Sorellanza club and just seeing people with their friends and boyfriends. Having my sister there was okay but I don't know, it's just that she has became so annoying lately, so full of negativity and always criticizing this and that. It gets annoying and it's annoying to put up with her. Well, today was alright. I went to see my brother's test for Tae Kwon Do and sat there bummed out, holding a frickin camcorder but I'm glad I went. Because during this event, for the first time, he broked the board. You had to like kick it and break it and he did it! And for the first time, he received a plaque for "best spirit" which I suppose is essential for a Martial Arts student. Then I went to the eye doctor to get glasses and everything. I have myopia and I need to wear classes when looking at the board and the overhead projector. I had a girl eye doctor and she was cool. She was nice and everything. I've seen all types of eye doctors because of my sister and I think the one I had was the best. I don't like my glasses though but it was like I had no choice. Went to Target and then I went furniture shopping and that's when my bitchiness started because I got irritated with my mom. Even more irritated when she started talking about getting a driver's permit. I was thinking,'Stop talking already' and I kept saying "OH-KAY! OH-KAY!" and then she got mad at me. So ech.