Today sucks really hairy balls. I called Jamie, but she can never be contacted. EVER. I was supposed to see Mike today, but since the idiot had to mess up his face last night, he couldn't go to school. Then that means, I can't come over. So, yeah, more about that. His parents went to bowling last night, we had to watch his brother and sister. We're on his bed or whatever, he turns around to shut the window really really fast, and boom. He hit his face on the side of his window sill. He wouldn't let me see because I cry when I see blood in situations like that. Especially on him. So he runs into the bathroom and hes bleeding everywhere. His eyebrow swelt up in like two seconds. You have no idea what this looked like. You know when weird people get tattoos and they want the full effect so they get like some kind of implanted bumps under their skin along with the tattoo? Well yeah, he had one of those right under his eyebrow hanging over his eyelid. Plus, under that, there was a gash where the skin got ripped off. THEN, on his nose, there was a piece of skin that was ripped off, but it was hanging. Can you say GROSS? Ugh, I started flipping out all over the place. Crying and everything. I didn't know what to do. So, when I calmed down I ran downstairs and I got ice, and I called his mom and told her she had to come home. So, they came, and everything turned out to be fine. So, he stayed home from school today, and since his mom didn't want him to, I was allowed to come over. So, I was like whatever. I wouldn't wanna go to school looking like I got layed out either.
Wow there is so much going on. I got back my PSAT results. It's horrible news. I got a 1070 out of 2400, which is the new one. and I think someone said I got a 720 out of 1600 out of the old one. So, yeah, it really bad. But most of the reason for that is because my proctor, that was supposed to be explaining how to take the test, such as how to do that part where you have to fill in the math questions. I was sitting there and he didn't say start, he didn't explain how to fill it in, or anything. Then, he's like "you have 10 minutes left" and I was like whatttt!! I was fucking sitting there waiting for him to give directions for 15 minutes of the time. It was fucking retarded. He didn't even tell us the fact that if you get something wrong you loose 1/4 a point. He was just like "okay, don't cheat or you'll be thrown out, okay start now". After the holidays my parents are looking into SAT Prep classes. Which I really need, obviously.
I went for training for McDonalds on Monday. It wasn't that bad. I learned how to make fries, how to do lobby, and where everything was so far. Plus, I had to do some E Learning program on how to make fries, how to clean lobby, and what the difference between clean and sanitary is. lmfao. Clean means cleared of all crumbs, grease, and whatever mess in sight. Sanitary means to be sanitized of all disease cause bacteria. That's basically what it is anyways. lololol. I go in for my 2nd day of training tomorrow. I have no clue what I'll be learning next.
I'm going to see the exploited on Saturday at the continental with Mike, is uncle Bob, aunt Maureen, Rebecca and Ally. We were supposed to be going to see the Misfits on Friday instead, but they cancelled the show. After the show on Sat, we might go to the Christmas show at Docks. It's gonna end so late, and the good bands dont go on until late, so I don't know if were gonna go. But we probbly will. We might sleepover his uncles house but I wanted to work on Sunday because my mom is on good stations.
Fucker. I'm so fucking bored. JAMIE, PICK UP YOUR FUCKING PHONE GOD JESUS DAMMNIT.