Today started out SUCKING. I went to the DMV, and I brought all my papers and stuff. I got there, and the lady at the counter checked my papers. She said I had everything I needed, but they told me to come back this afternoon because they were going to be super busy training people to drive buses and shit...

Then, I went back to school, and chemistry class happened. That always sucks, but today it sucked even more. My idiot teacher assigned us problems last night that dealt with stuff we didn't cover in class. We couldn't find examples of it in the textbook either. She then proceeded to yell at the class because it apparently dealt with something we learned back in fucking October or something. She was getting mad at everyone as she walked by checking homework.

Her: Why didn't you do these problems right!?
Me: Because you didn't explain how to do them.
Her: YES I DID!
Me: Nope... I wrote down everything you wrote on the board yesterday right here. This isn't even mentioned.
Her: Well, why didn't you remember what I explained about these kinds of problems first semester?
Me: Because that was a long time ago, and we haven't even used the information since then.
Her: Why didn't you remember it?
Me: I just told you!
Her: ((walks to front of the room and rages)) WHY DON'T STUDENTS TODAY EVER RETAIN ANY INFORMATION? FDSLFJDSJ RAR RAR RARRRR BLAHHHHHHHH ((basically repeats the same thing about how no one remembers shit over and over))

She could have at least MENTIONED what the hell was going on yesterday. How can she expect us to remember something from that long ago if we haven't even used the information since then? Why would she get so mad? Ughhh...

But then, my day started to turn around! It became strangely AWESOME. FCG didn't talk much today, but she did say a few really awesome things. My makeup somehow managed to not disappear today, possibly because I used my mom's and not my cheap shit. It's usually almost all the way gone by the time I see FCG every day, but today it wasn't, and she noticed.

"Oooh, Super Duck, your makeup... I like."

I felt my face get all hot because I wasn't expecting her to compliment me. Haha. I was also super nervous due to the impending driving test, so I barely managed to say thanks. IG stole her a little again today, which makes me more and more enraged every time it happens. She also got embarrassed because IG mentioned that she told someone about how FCG is almost 18 and has never dated anyone. Aww... I want to change that sooo badly!

Anyway, I didn't have much time to stew in my emphatic desire to be FCG's first girlfriend, as it quickly became time for me to take my driving test. I have never been so scared in my life. Oh, holy shit. When we got to the DMV, I couldn't even sit down. It was mostly empty, and I just paced back and forth all about the room. When my number was called, I kind of wanted to either hide under the table, cover my face, and pretend I was invisible and that this wasn't happening. I was SO scared. However, this is a feeling I am very used to, since, as you guys may have noticed, I am absolutely terrified of anything even remotely important. Luckily, my examiner person was really, really nice.

I had asked a few friends about the test beforehand. They all said that you literally just drive in a big circle, turning a couple of times and then coming back to the DMV. I thought that sounded way too easy to be true, but it was true! I only messed up once. I forgot to put on a turn signal this one time. I was terrified and kind of felt like I was about to either piss myself or drop dead of a heart attack... for a grand total of ten minutes. I thought it would take WAYYY longer.

The DMV lady didn't talk to me when the test was over, so I was still nervous. I thought I was going to fail because I made a mistake, when SUDDENLY, A DRIVER'S LICENSE APPEARED! I look a little funny in my picture... Ahaha. But I don't even care! I can drive without a paranoid dad/slightly crazy grandma/boyfriend-obsessed mom in the car with me, and I don't have to dread the test any longer!

Hey, you notice how I called my mom "boyfriend-obsessed"? Yeah, well, she has a new boyfriend, and he's ALL she can talk about. We will be conversing about something not even slightly related, and she'll find a way to somehow make the conversation all about him and how he's "SOOOO HOT, OH MY GOSH." (She's like a 12-year-old girl obsessed with some guy in her math class or something. Dude, she has even asked me if he's hot, and she knows how I'M FREAKIN' GAYER THAN A BUCKET OF RAINBOWS, SO HOW THE FUCK SHOULD I KNOW!?) He has been her boyfriend for maybe three days at most, and he's already "sooo perfect" for her, and she wants to invite him over for Easter weekend, even though she barely knows him. Umm, that's a little weird. She talks to him for like, 8 hours straight on the phone, ignoring everything else. She was like this about her last boyfriend too. It's a little creepy.

Also, we watched this movie in economics class today. It'd say it was at least 16-20 years old, and it was soooo cheesy and stupid. Oh, wow. Apparently, if you don't pay your taxes, girls will reject you, and cowboys will loot your town.