June 20th
4:30 pm
  This should be an interesting entry. I am pissed. I have had a bad day and yesterday wasn't too great either. Moday was good, but Sunday sucked too.
   My bad day didn't start until after I did my journal entry yesterday, so that's why it wasn't a disturbing, anger-crazed one. Two of my best friends had a shitty say too so that didn't help.  I had a huge arguement with another friend that I am SO VERY MAD AT right now. That friend is not being the greatest person to me or my other friends right now!
   Another thing that is driving me mad is that the site I use to make my little banner things that are all over the site refuses to work for me. It works for James, but not for me. Why? Because God hates me.    Alright I can't deny it because you all know that it is my lab day damn it. So of course, that already put me in a bad mood. I was woken up this morning by the dogs barking like mad. Just as I was going back to sleep, my mother comes in. She wants to know if I want to go with her, Mac, and Tara(Step-sis-20something years old) and take the dogs on a walk. Oh yeah, I want to go take the dogs that woke me up on a walk and watch disgusting EDA (Emotional Displays Of Affection-like lovey eyes and stuff) between my mother and her boyfriend. UM NO. The she asks if I want to go with them to Golden Corral and I say no. She of course has to say Happy Birthday like 5 times before she leaves. I HATE LAB DAY!
   My mom is still mad at me for not cleaning and I don't care. I love my mom, but she's being weird. It's like one minute she's all happy and the next she's all mad because "the house is a mess" Who cares? I mean it's not like anyone besides her loverboy comes over.
   I made a whole new section on my site. It's called Life Lessons. I think it's pretty good, James and Andie liked it. By the time I got to the third page I couldn't make the banners anymore because that damn site quit working on me.
   I feel like crap. My nose is stuffy again. I ache all over for no apparent reason. I haven't been to Tae Kwon Do in a week so they called to yell at me. I've wanted to to, but I've been sick. I'm going tonight. I hope we do some kicking stuff so I can beat the hell out of a kicking pad. I am so not in the mood go anywhere.
   Grr. My mom is being stupid again. She finds my terrible mood extremely humorous. Oh yeah. It's a scream.
   Oh and by the way, I had to type this journal entry twice. Yeah my damn website went crazy and wouldnt let me move my text box and it was all screwed up.
Alright I'm done with this.
***update as of *8:00*
I went to Tae Kwon Do. Yeah, I had to do my 12-step basic form #2 Chim Bi in front of the whole class. I had only done this a few times before so I messed up a lot and the instructor let me know it all the way through. I got all my stuff so I can test on the 30th. Good right? Wrong. First of all I had to hear my mom bitch about how I'm not ready (How the hell would she know?) and how Tae Kwon Do ripped her off. Plus, the testing is a Saturday. That means my dad has to drive me, and that also made me think of how I have a softball game that day. That means my dad will have to come to my game and I'll hear about how much I suck at softball. GRRRRR!!!!
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