Bleah.

I know it's late. I really do. Gamers babbled about sister @ 2045, I took my leave for some pizza and homework. The g/f's parent came to retrieve the gamers, so they took off. Evan left soon after that. I finished my CIS lab with help from Bruce & mdlbear and came to the conclusion that if I can avoid it, I will never use vi again. I had to find a black and white pic for my art class, so I borrowed the Ancient Ways logo, printed out a copy of it, and damn was it small! I blew it up in Photoshop, and enlarged it by at least 2x its actual size. On the grid (when I did the drawing paper version), I increased it by another size, so it will be a 14x14" drawing when I finish.......yippee. Spent up until a bit before I wrote this post working on it.

Another thing about the username/access code: added a password-protected stickynote to my desk top so I have user id written down, changed password.

Fucking Hell!!

I hate my life today.

0801: Get taken to school.
0819: Get to school.
0830: Get to Art Class
0833: Professor asks to talk to me outside.
0835: "You're failing the class, and your progression level is way behind that of the other students. I would advise you to drop it."
0840: Talk to a Counselor
0930: Dropped the Art Class.

That's the bad part of my day. Good part of my day....there isn't one.

I hate my life.

I probably said this in my last post, but I hate my life. I get home from school and she goes upstairs after telling me that she has make up work to do for her math class. I would rather she got it done when we got home, but no. She goes upstairs to watch TV & play on her gameboy. Then she throws a tantrum about eating her steak, and I tell her to eat her dinner. She continues to be difficult, and I did say "No sushi or gaming if the meat isn't eaten." mdlbear snaps at me for stepping out of line and telling her that there isn't going to be sushi for her tomorrow....it was my belt test and my A that got us sushi tomorrow. I believe I should have a say in this. Dad still doesn't listen, and I go up to my room cursing like a drunk sailor and slamming my fist into the door, bitching at them (my parents) for not listening. Now I hear them yelling at Emmy as I write this, and frankly I don't give a fucking damn now.

They can keep yelling at her, I've said my 2 bits worth and am now out of their wrath, still cursing them for not heeding my suggestion of grounding her. I will stay up here and shut up...........................