F e D U p

Okay. Today has been a very wishy washy day. It's had its ups and downs. Well, the day started off with its first "down". The first "down" was early this morning, 'round 8 somethin, when i was trying to sleep and my dad and one of his coworkers were right outside my door. they were just laughing and yelling, moving furniture in and out, and hammering sh*t off the door in the room next to mine. I woke up irritable, thinking to myself, "they know i live here, right?" Oh, i was soo pissed. Then after that was another down. I went to the Chase to get my check, which i thought would be at least 75 bucks. WRrrrrooonnnGGG!!! I thought i would at least get minimum wage for 13 the orientation hours, however, they only gave me what i would make as a server.... $2.85 an hour. DAMN. so yeah, after adding the 3 hrs i worked on Friday, i only got a $40 somethin' dollar check. Man, i'm heated... Well anyway, after that I finally had my first "up" for the day. I got my hair done, and it felt great. My Second "up"was that I got to chill out for a lil' bit. Well, after that, i went home and stayed in my room for a li' bit. I was kinda mad, though. i got home close to 4, so i didnt get any time to take a nap. Damn. I had my next "down" for the day.... I called Bobby as soon as i got home, but i didnt get an answer. :-\ I was kinda bummed out, 'cause i knew the next time i will talk to him is at like 3 or 4 tommorrow morning. Hmmm..well, i looked at my phone and saw about 8 missed calls. Too mad i missed them. Let's see... jonjon, thomas, shannon, and ryan. I called everyone back, but was only to be disappointed by people not answering their phones. Hmmm.... Well, as soon as i got home, i got the third degree from my mom and dad. First, my dad left me this smart ass note on my bed about some damn chapstick. Here's the background...... b4 i left for work i was looking for some chapstick, and i was out of lip gloss. i asked my dad for some, and he told me to look on the dresser. i looked, and i saw 2 sticks. i looked at them both and they were damn near empty. I told him that i couldn't find it and he said i was wrong. I told him where i found them (which WERE on the dresser), but he didn't believe me. Well, i had to leave 4 work so i didn't find it. When i got home, i see this freakin envelope with a stick of chapstick in it, and a note on the outside saying that i was wrong, didnt look, and this and that. I'm like, "WTF is this?" I go in there, telling him that he didn't need to put that shyt on my bed. ( i obviously didnt say the word shyt) Then we started arguing. THEN, my mom came in my room after i stopped arguing with my dad, talking about "i thought u said u were SO tired." I'm like, "um, i write in my journal every friggin' day!!!" At the same time she was talking to me, she was trying to read my shyt. Man, i was so pissed off. I was ready to say, "look, this is not for ur eyes. U may not read my shyt, so don't try it wit me!!" Man, i'm so fed up. It's always somethin' with those two now. I swear, i don't know wat im gonna do. It's just that i was sitting here, minding my own damn business, then one of them always seems to have something to say. I don't get it. What am i doing wrong? Im working my ass off!! What more do they want? hmmm idk. i think that im going to work a little more, just in case i dont get into the apartments on campus. i swear, i will do whatever it takes to get the hell out of here. im so tired of this shyt. Why wont they just let me be? ne way, i think i'm gonna go to sleep now, cause im gettin really frustrated.