My gaaawd. I'm wiped. And I have school tomorrow. Loooovely.

Today was pretty crazy, I had a soccer tournement with my school on Wednesday, so I had to get up earlier on Tuesday for a practice, then Wednesday because of the tournement. Played 4 games, and my feet/legs/body was destroyed after. My legs hurt until Friday.

Thursday, at horseback riding I had one of the worst rides in my entire life, surprisingly on my favourite horse too. My horse was going far too fast, his brakes weren't working very well, and he was just being a plain, old, ASS HOLE. I was frusterated to tears while I was riding and when I got home from riding as well. Didn't finish my English homework.

Next day, Friday, as soon as I get to school, I'm ambushed by my three friends who tell me this complete, shy, fag is going to ask me to the grad dance at the end of June. I go, 'Oh, SHIT.' (No way would I say yes, I just had to figure out a way to say no without being a bitch.) Then I look over, and see this spazzy girl in my class with Math study notes in her hand. Of course, last night I was too frusterated and pissed off to remember, I had a MATH TEST on Friday. There were like 345234 formulas I had to have memorized, and I hadn't memorized a single one yet. I start freaking out. So I'm in french class, struggling to get my English homework done in time for the afternoon, while trying to do my french work as well, and at the same time, trying to study for the Math test I had forgotten entirely about, WHILE being worried and stressed out about the fag asking me to the dance. It was a horrible day. Then, first recess, I hear some knews from one of my classmates. 'There may not be the Math Test today!' HOMG, COULD GOD BE ON MY SIDE AFTER ALL? I go to ask my teacher (she is very strict, but I like her) if we are having the math test still. Thankfully, she says she didn't have enough time to make it last night, thus, NO MATH TEST! There's one of my worries outta the way. Next, do English homework, while trying to do French homework. Middle recess, I stay in with my English teacher (the strict one) and she sees me struggling to complete my english homework. She yells at me, but I continue. Recess ends, and we end up doing art all afternoon, because we had to put these posters up around the school before the end of the day. Oh yeah, I almost forgot. During that art work period, the guy asks me to the dance on a fricken' TRANSLATOR. He is super shy, so I feel sooo bad. I go up to him, say no, and say it was 'nice of him to ask.' Where in reality, IT STRESSED ME OUT ALL DAY BECAUSE YOU HAD TO ASK ME BITCH! Ahem. So, I was still worried about that, and I was until I went to bed that night.

Saturday. Clean the house, because tons of relatives are coming over tomorrow, for my confirmation 'arty.' So my room is not really clean, but it's ok. There's still time tomorrow to clean up. My mom comes home, with 'Mario Kart Wii', which I suggested she get for me for confirmation. I play that for like, 5 hours that day. Room is untidy. Homework is not done.

Then there is today. I clean up my room. Relatives come over. Have a pretty good time. 9:30pm. Relatives gone. Homework still undone. SHIT. So, me, being stupid, comes on the computer, gets extremely distracted, finishes 2/5 questions.

Aaaaand, HERE WE ARE! I'm here, writing this stupid, ranting journal, when I should be having a shower....doing homework, anything productive. But I won't.

Ugh. What a fleepin' week.