• There are so many things that I am doubting. Let me start from the beginning of my day and then I'll get on to the doubtful part. Anyway, today was the crappiest day of all days! School was terrible, extra mural was terrible, waiting for Ruth was terribl eand when I got home it was terrible! I didn't think it sounded so bad, but now that I look at it, there were about 2 things good about my day. So I went to school, and I forgot to put in something yesterday, ya I got 53% on my Maths test, I completely suck! I can't believe that I got such a bad mark! I really thought I had done well on that test, I just can't believe it. Anyway, for practically the whole of today I had to listen to how every other person in my grade got in the 60% scores and up! Why, of all tests did I have to mess up on that one? They are probably now going to move me a class down, and I am already in the second lowest class! URGH! Anyway, I also found out that I suck in Afrikaans too. I saw the sheet that shows where evryone sits that Mev. Pearce was holding, it was just a sheet so that she remembered the names and so that she remembered where evryone sits, anyway, she was holding it and and it was kind of flipping over, and I noticed something written next to my name, I couldn't quite make it out at first and then I think, I'm not sure but I'm probably right, I just think that I saw the word "tutorial" right next to it. So we got our sheets back and I found out I did terribly horrible on that too. About 5 minutes before the lesson ended, Mev. Pearce handed out these sheets that were called "Tutorial sheets" and it was for people who wanted to go to like, extra Afrikaans lessons, so that's what I think was written next to my name, tutorial, because she thinks that I need to go to extra Afrikaans lessons, I was practically about to cry! Anyway, the next few lessons had passed and thenwe finally came up to sport (P.E), and that was proablby the worst lesson of all time! I had also then realized that I had left my towel at home, but Ron said she would let me borrow hers. When I got in Mr. Brawson made us do 4 lengths with the different swimming strokes and I kept having to stop because I kept swallowing water and I kept choking. I also found myself being unable to breathe, I don't know why, but I was just not breathing properly, I don't know what it was! I don't have Asthma, and it is not the first time that it has happened. Last year at S.O.S Camp, we had to do this race thing and I just couldn't breathe! I felt like I was having a heart attack, it's just the worst feeling you could ever have. So Mr. B called me up from out of the pool (I was coming last with all the choking and the being unable to breathe) and he asked me why I was coughing so much, so I told him my story, and he was pretty nice about it, I don't think I like him very much though, even though is is funny. Anyway, after that we had to do these leg up things and that was pretty hard. So I got out of the pool, to find my shirt missing! I had searched everywhere, then when it had finally come to the next lesson, Saul had said that heprobably had it, and he did have it. I also thought that I had lost my glasses but then I soon found out that they were just in my bag. I didn't have much time to eat at break, it's not like I was going to anyway, but still. I had to go to this meeting thing for Netball, just to find out the days that we were going to do the audition thing, you know, to find out who was on the team or not, and I was the only one with an extra mural on a tuesday (I have creative writing, and today is Tuesday) so they decided that I have to miss two lessons of Creative Writing just for this netball thing taht isn't even this term! URGH! I love creative writing, why would they take that away from me? And besides, I don't want to leave Isabel by herself, well, I guess she kind of deserves it, I mean she didn't come today and I was by myself, so I had to pear up with an older dude from grade 9. There were only 4 of us there because other people couldn't make it. It wasn't easy to pear up with him, I had great ideas in my head but I'm not going to share them with some guy from grade 9. Anyway, today in creative writing we did this weird thing. I found out that our teacher for Creative writing, Ms Hanson, is unable to write in jou- OMG I HATE MY MOM! She just interruped me by saying "You know you can tell me anything right?" and I said yes, but I can't and then she hugged me and it made me uncomfortable! I just HATE HER SO MUCH! I HATE HER I HATE HER I HATE HER IHATE HER I HHHHHAAATTTEE HEERRR!!!!!!!1 uRGH!!!! Why does she have to make my life so much harder!!!!! She caused this huge fight tonight! Like she does every other night, but I'll tell you about that later. Anyway, where was I before I was rudely interrupted by the person I hate even more than Side? Oh right, my teacher is unable to write in a journal daily or weekly, she only writes wen she feels the need. I feel the need every night because I need to express how |I feel about living with the two suckiest people on Earth! (My mom and Emily, Emily obviously takes after my mom). Anyway, after creative writing I had to wait an hour for Ruth, who was at ballet, with my mom who wouldn't stop annoying me! She was talking to me about such crap, like something about which colour I wanted to be in her diary and stuff! I like to be quiet and I hate talking to her, why doesn't she get that?!!! I can't believe I had to wait so long, it was so boring and agonising! So now I will tell you about the fight my mopm started. So I was packing for camp tomorrow (i'll tell more about that later), and my dad comes into my room ans said I must use Ruth's camerea instead of my own one because he didn't know where my ones charger was (It's out of batteries), so my mom comes in and demands him to find it, and my dad says he will go and buy me a new charger, but I said so , I didn't need it. My mom ends up shouting at my dad and blaming everything on my dad and she forces him to come and apologise to me! And it may sound like a small fight bu I left some parts out because I have to go to bed soon. Anyway, it was jut so hectic. Which reminds me, last night my mom finds out that my bra was dirty and she just flips out and starts screaming and takes my phone away and switches off the computer, and then I went to go lie in bed to go to sleep because I was angry, so my mom forces my dad to come and talk to me, so he is sitting there and speaking when my mom barges in and starts shouting at me again, and so she then just decides to like, hit my dad, but it was so hard I could hear the smack, it was practically a punch! Anyway, she hits him and storms off! And then I kept trying to go to sleep but my mom keeps coming up to me and sitting on my bed and keeps talking to me! And it was just so annoying! I keep telling myself every night (because she always starts something every night) that I will not let anything make me smile tomorrow because I am always pretty upset the night before, but then what happens? I get to school and I'm all happy again. I mean sure not today because today school was the suckiest day on this planet, but other days, and I just hate being happy when something like that has happened to me. The thing I hate most though is the fact that the next mornign my mom says sorry and I am pretty much forced to forgive her, even though I know it's going to happen that night once again. Okay so let me start with the things I am having doubts with. People keep saying that Klitah (the camp I am going to tomorrow) is going to be so much fun, but I am seriously not looking forward to it. e don't get any free time, we are forced to go to bed at 11 and then wake up again at 5, and then we are going to be excersicing the whole day and we will only be having lunch at 12:30! Surely we must have some free time, I mean, theres shower time, and theres tuckshop time, you know, if we don't want any tuckshopwe can use that as our free time, or if we are finished showering, we can use that as free time too. Wll, I just hope so, it's just going to be the worst camp of all time! I am really really really not looking foreward to it. So I was on facebook today (of course) and Jared Berman started talking to me, and he said "I'm getting Teagan a box of lind chocolates" And I said "Oh cool, for Valentines Day??" and he said "Ya", so then I said "You should also give her a card, cards are always sweet" and he said "Okay ,ad I am giving something to you too" so I said "Me???" and he said "Ya" so I said "Why???" and he said "Nvm, I gtg eat supper now" so the other thing I am doubting is that he is actually going to give me a Valentines Day present, I mean, he said he would, but I don't think he will (not that I care). I just don't understand, he has never had a conversation with me face to face. Well, anyway... I better go to bed now, I have to getu p really early tomorrow morning. Oh wait I have one more thing to say. So I was starting to watch The Middle today without my sisters, so they started shouting at me and saying that they always wait for me with everything. So I watched it with them a few minutes later, and then they had said " Oh I have already seen this one". Now I know for sure that I hadn't seen that opne at all, so they were shouting at me and screaming at me, when hthey had watched it without me already! They are bitches and I hate them. Oh which reminds me, Sidne greeted us today by saying "Hello bitches" And I think that is retarded, I seriously haet her!!!! URGH! Well, I hope tomorrow goes better, Oh ya, I forgot to say taht it is my granny'sbirthday today as well :) So happy b-day to her! Okay now I really need to go, bye!

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