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Today's not starting off too great. Hopefully it'll get better.
Mom woke me up from a sound sleep and an interesting dream (ugh) to tell me that boy's punishment for slapping that girl at school is that he'll be homeschooled for the rest of the semester (ugh) and that either mom or I have to be home at all times when the tutory teacher is here (ugh). So basically I was dragged from sleep to be told that not only would I get to spend my entire intersession -- my tradition brain-recharging time that I NEED in order to not flunk the spring semester -- listening to boy yelling and stomping around and playing TV much too loud -- but that, in addition, if I had a life, I would have to put it on hold because since mom works constantly I'm going to need to be home all the time whenever the tutory teacher's here.
Plus boy and I went to all the trouble of getting out the Christmas decorations and I started decorating and... well, it went like this. I found the light strings, I untangled them, I put them together, I tried winding them around the tree, I ran out before the end, I undid all my work, I started to re-do and then thought that it might help to make sure they were working, I plugged them in and only THEN found that they were broken and that the mend had gone out, so I re-mended them and plugged them back in and they STILL didnt' work... so tree still not decorated, and it won't be till tomorrow at the very earliest because I can't tell mom that we need new lights till she comes home tonight. And she's gonna yell at me then because she HATES Christmas even when she DOESN'T have to deal with the tree aspect of it because I do that every single year. And... and...
And I'm ranting, aren't I?
*plays Sims to calm herself*
Mom woke me up from a sound sleep and an interesting dream (ugh) to tell me that boy's punishment for slapping that girl at school is that he'll be homeschooled for the rest of the semester (ugh) and that either mom or I have to be home at all times when the tutory teacher is here (ugh). So basically I was dragged from sleep to be told that not only would I get to spend my entire intersession -- my tradition brain-recharging time that I NEED in order to not flunk the spring semester -- listening to boy yelling and stomping around and playing TV much too loud -- but that, in addition, if I had a life, I would have to put it on hold because since mom works constantly I'm going to need to be home all the time whenever the tutory teacher's here.
Plus boy and I went to all the trouble of getting out the Christmas decorations and I started decorating and... well, it went like this. I found the light strings, I untangled them, I put them together, I tried winding them around the tree, I ran out before the end, I undid all my work, I started to re-do and then thought that it might help to make sure they were working, I plugged them in and only THEN found that they were broken and that the mend had gone out, so I re-mended them and plugged them back in and they STILL didnt' work... so tree still not decorated, and it won't be till tomorrow at the very earliest because I can't tell mom that we need new lights till she comes home tonight. And she's gonna yell at me then because she HATES Christmas even when she DOESN'T have to deal with the tree aspect of it because I do that every single year. And... and...
And I'm ranting, aren't I?
*plays Sims to calm herself*
