How do I add people to my contact’s list…I’m still figuring everything out and I feel like a super mega ultra noob. *Wink wink, help appreciated!*

Today was a very upsetting day for me. Every morning I wake up and its cold, I’m tired and cranky, and the worst part about it is that I wake up and start my day with 90 minute classes where I dont learn crap, the teachers are just about the stupidest teachers in the world.

Example: Today my math teacher kept going on and on and on about how we had to move faster. We’re already 2 chapters ahead of the same class taught by another teacher. In the end its not going to help anyone if we are so ahead and no one gets anything/their math foundations are not well built. (Grr…I hate how everything in math is dependent on each other). So today I stay in for tutorial hoping to get help. And guess what. All she does is go around to students in her third period class to help them and ignores everyone from first period. And the funniest thing is her third period is supposedly the ’smartest’ out of all her classes. The only thing she did was help other people and then stick her jumbo @$$ in my face. This sounds wrong but, she bent over to help that group of students and guess where her butt was? Leering at me over MY desk. Thank goodness she didnt fart or anything. Talk about being scared for life. WEJROW…and the funnest part is, she has a daughter in my grade. I know three kids in my grade who have teachers who teach at the school. And I’m friends with one of them, but he’s a cool kid. XD. But the other two, I have set out to subtlely wreck their lives as a punishment for their parents being bad teachers and ultimately hurting me/my grades/my chances of going to Columbia University. (As mean as that is…I havnt really done anything, but whatever.)

And my second period teacher. Such an buffoon who cant even speak english correctly. WHY DOES THE SCHOOL HIRE A TEACHER WHO CANT SPEAK ENGLISH WELL?!?! My grammar is seriously suffering. So on Friday of last week, I went in the morning to get my MRI…then I came back to school during tutorial and asked him for what I missed. The class had their pre-labs stamped, watched a movie, did the lab, and got the home work. I even asked him what I missed but instead of helping me, he goes to help other students.

Those are the two classes that I’m suffering most in. I have to repent myself from getting a B and a C in my stupid programming class last year. But so far my efforts are not going well.

I’m just so tired of waiting for my MRI results/potentially getting surgery. I’m so tired — tired of limited mobility, tired of not being able to go out with my family to diner, tired of not going out shopping in 6 weeks. I threw my crutches downstairs this morning…it was a very sad and intersting expirence becuse I wished it had been me tumbling down and hitting the wall instead of those stupid poles of metal. And 6 weeks on crutches is the worst — my other knee is getting very beat up/arthiritisy. And I’m not even done with half my recovery. This is the sequence of this that should happen:
1.Injury
2.letting the swelling go down/being on crutches
3.getting an MRI
4.prepping for surgery (ie, getting blood tests,etc)
5.surgery/being in the hospital
6.the week where you have to lie down to prevent infections/cool your leg from post surgery swelling
7.crutches for 3 weeks until you can get your leg moving again
8. Physical therapy, which takes 4-6 months.

And I feel like I’m getting sick — and it takes me weeks to get over sickness…and that’ll prolonge my potential surgery date — they wont operate on a sick person because the anethesia could cause you to vomit internally during surgery which could cause you to die, and because of infections.

This injury is affecting my whole life. Without it, I cant dance — I’ll never make the dance team, my moods, my school work — because I havnt been able to carry much while on crutches, I cant bring my binders, and my ability to study for business exams.

There’s just about nothing good about this stupid injury except: if I do have to go through physical therapy, which will help me loose a lot of weight, and help me get back to my former 400 meter sprinter body, and that when I get older I vow to help disabled people…they have a very tough time in this world and I never realized it.

I’m tired of waiting for everyone, everything. I’ve been waiting all my life. I’m so sick of being considerate towards everyone….letting everyone trample over me like I dont matter. I try so hard for people and I get nothing back. My expectations are too high.

Highlight of my day: making a mega bitchy face at a stupid random ghetto gangster and then when he turned around I pretended that I wasnt doing anything. Honestly, gangsters think that the world owes them for being impoverished and they hate everyone who isnt impoverished. But its like, get over it, if you werent so threatening, drop out of school-ey, lazy and big wasters of money, then you’d be able to make a good compensation. A concept that they ultimately dont get is that people have MANNERS, and work hard for the money that they get.