Well, let's start at the beginning.
Okay... lunch. I got my report card then, a day after everybody else. Dont'g et me wrong, I'm happy about my grades... heck, who woudln't be? I have a 4.0..
But nobody asked me about my grades. Everybody was asking everybody else, cuz my freinds are all like "Ohh, I wanna be smarter than you." but nobody gave a crap about my grades, and I had the best of all of them. I know it shouldn't matter, but I do enjoy a little bit of appreciation for my brains..
But whatever. I got home and was all cool.. my stepdad got home. He was depressed. That got my mum depressed. My stepbrother was depressed for whatever fricking reason.
Went for a walk, taht helped..
Now I just heard this huge weekend-long field trip in washington dc was cancelled.. after my sister went out there. by herself. Seh has no way of getting home now, no way of paying for a way home really... she's stuck there until sunday. Like... what the hell? Don't frickign cancel a field trip after somebody's already left... and spent a crapload of money on shoes for it.. oO
Just a generally depressing day, I guess..