W:I:S:H:E:S

So I woke up fairly early this morning, and was able to get ready for school quite early, and get on the internet to check my messages and the such. I was actually quite happy about that and figured that it spelt out a good day.

wrong.

I got to school, talked to johnathan for a short bit, but I was still happy, hes a pretty good guy. Then ate breakfast with Le and the gang and prayed. Homeroom-then Biology. In biology we mated and ate butterflies. -Dont ask- So the next part is where my day starts to take a turn.

Between 1st and 2nd block, I decide I need to use the bathroom. So I be-bop towards the ladies room, and once I get there, I figure out that my monthly illness is early. And me with no supplies. So I have to borrow a friend's cell and promise not to get it taken up (I tend to leave mine in the car, since i put the body-glove on it, it is a bit big for my pocket) and I call my mom with it. So she comes and picks me up, then takes me home for a little while. And we get to talking about my dad issues, and of course I start crying. Anyways, then she takes me back to school, I make her check my tires because I had noticed the drivers front side was getting low. I was right, it was at 25lbs when it should have been around 32lbs. So she takes my car to have my tires filled while im at school -no big-.

Back in math class. yay. Geometry ends. Then Algebra 2 begins. Algebra is just a big horror story for me. Me and Josh argue for a bit, then I sign No-No's yearbook. That was fun. Lunch, *munchmunchmunch* Back to algebra for an hour.... *bored*

Then on to chorus. So I sit down outside the chorus room next to ms. cozart. She askes me what is wrong(because for some reason she always knows) and I tell her my big long story about my dad and all. Really, ms cozart and tyler, if i had ANYONE in this world to go to for advice, they would be it. Next to my bff Jesus of course! ^_^ haha, but Hes not of this world is He? At least not at the moment. Anyways, they both have very good heads on their shoulders, and as I told Coz today, shes like a second mom to me, she always has been. I love her to death, shes been my favorite teacher since the sixth grade.

Back to my story now. I told her all that, she gave me some pretty sound advice, and of course during my telling, I ended up crying. I told her more than what is on this blog, for the simple reason that this is public knowledge, and there are a few things about my situation that I dont want to be public knowledge. After that we went on back to class and sang and did our music ace stuff. yay fun and joy. Signed a few yearbooks.

Next on my journey, I went home. To my dad's anyways. So I got home and he was already there, which I was displeased about. I enjoy my alone time very very much. So I threw my stuff in my room, cell phone and keys and all. Then I went back to the living room cause it was cooler in there, and ended up falling asleep in a chair. My dad apparently went to his room while i was asleep. I got woken up by my mom calling the house phone, I didnt know who it was so i just sat listening to the message. It was my mom saying that she brought me some brake fluid and that she had looked at my tire and it was FLAT.

So I ran to the door and went outside (if she saw my tire than apparently she was there.) and I went over to her. (Note: I had already gotten some brake fluid. A part of my bad day I forgot to mention earlier, I had a friend of mom's check my brake fluid just before I went to dad's. If I had went much longer without getting more, my brakes probably would have failed on me. And on these curvy mountain roads, that is NOT a good thing.) So I told her I had already gotten that changed. Then she showed me the FLAT I had on my front passangers side. They had checked my tires earlier in the day, and besides filling up the front on the DRIVERS side, everything else was good. So I dont know what happened. But it was as flat as a pancake! So I had to go wake my dad up and get him to get the air compresser and help me find the leak and everything. Which took a whopping thirty minutes. 

Lets see. Then mom left, and I was on my way home. It was hot so I had my window down and my arm out the window. Well, I was leaving the four-lane and was starting down the road that leads to my house when I get and absolute DOWNPOUR. So I try and get my window up, which it of course decided it didnt want to go up all the way, so I gave up and reached over to turn on my wipers, and they wont move. Now this downpour, it was one of those "cant-see-ten-feet-in-front-of-me" downpours, and I'm driving at least 60mph with no wipers. Thats what happens when you have traffic both in front and behind you. I was freaking out. I literally started hyper-ventalating. I was yelling, and screaming, and crying out to God, that all I wanted to do was get home, just asking Him to get me home. That was one of the scariest times I've ever faced. And I have no clue how I finally made it, I know about a few miles down the road my wipers finally came on, and all the way home I was screaming and crying and I coulden't breathe. soooooooo scared.

I get home, ahve to take a hot bath, cause I was still freaked and I couldent calm down or anything, but water makes me calm so I took a bath. Then I decided to go to a friend's church. I told her youth pastor Chris about everything that has been going on with my dad and all, so he prays with me and then that is pretty much the end. I feel a little better now, and I'm hoping that tomorrow proves better......... I really have no clue how today could have been any worse.

My love, prayers, and...

-Wishes-

Currently Watching:
William Shakespeare's Romeo & Juliet (Special Edition)

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