"So long, bitches!" March 15, 2011

Good lord. Half way through March? Already?

Beware the ides of March. Yeah. I should've taken that warning a little more seriously. (As had Mr. Cesar) Today wasn't all bad, I suppose. Powell's back from this two week early Spring break, so we (Hippo, John, Trevor and myself) spent the first part of the afternoon in his room. It was splendid, as always. But it's when we left that it got bad. Me, John, Trevor and Hippo were sitting on the steps, as merrily as could be and Jackie waltzes her ass up. You know, she complains about having to see me but never makes much of an effort not to. I suppose that's noble, no letting me ruin her fun. But she does get the whole school day, plus weekends. Anyway, we sat there for a while, and Rosemary and Austin eventually joined us. And that was okay, I guess. I pulled more than I'd of liked, and I certainly didn't like the stress of seeing Jackie. But I'll live. After a while Merek's brother took John, Rosemary and Austin to Wal-Mart to purchase Pokemon, and it was left with just Jackie, Trevor, Hippo and I.

And it just got worse. Hippo and I were outside, standing, waiting for the bus. It stops for a second, and we walk to get on and the damn thing drives away. Like 'Fuck you guys. We're leaving without you.'

Thus, Hippo and I go back inside and sit with Jackie and Trevor until John, Austin and Rosemary come back. Once they did, I saw awkwardly and read Hippo's Chemistry book until she got upset despite the fact that it's a god damned book, and took it. I don't know why she's so touchy about it. Anyway, I sat awkwardly and Hippo's mom came to get us. And then I thought the day might look up.

Nope. I walk in and my mom is as bitchy as ever. So, I ignore her first comments, and go upstairs to my room. Only to come downstairs two hours later to a half-eaten dinner, because my mother told everyone not to tell me it was ready. Yes, I had to sneak me eating my potato soup dinner because my mom doesn't think I deserve it or that I should eat.

I'm sorry. I'm in a shitty mood, and my esteem for everyone is lower than usual. My tolerance levels seem to be going down the more time I have to spend with some people.

Today I saw: The most glorious sweat shirt. It was Powell's and I am highly jealous.
Today I heard: Glee's Raise Your Glass. Ugh, I love Darren Criss. Even if I hate his character.
Today I smelled: Potato soup. Too bad I had to eat it cold.
Today I touched: Powell's tables. Old, but it's been a while.
Today I tasted: Said potato soup. Not as much as I would've liked.