I failed my driving test today. Total bullshit, dudes. I really should've passed, cuz I did everything just fine. I got two automatic failures: one for not looking over my shoulder long enough backing out of an alley (which I DID look backward. Jesus Christ), and another for putting the car in reverse instead of nuetral during an uphill park. Either way, the car rolls to the curb, so what the fuck does it matter? I really strongly dislike my driver's ed teacher. So, because apparently I'm such a horrible driver, I have to retake the test next Wednesday. If I fail the retake, I have to re-enroll in driver's ed first quarter of my junior year. Which I really cannot afford to do, because my schedule for next year is full of awesome important stuff.
Again, total bullshit.
I'm going to a Three Days Grace concert tomorrow with my bro, Katie. She's fun. She's gonna stay the night at my dad's house after the concert, which I am SO grateful for. I hate spending a whole weekend with that man with only my sister for company. I'll let you know how that goes, but my dad's a lame ass and he won't let Katie and I be by ourselves at the concert. We're 16, it's NOT that big a venue, we would be fine. God I really dislike my dad. Even my mom would let us be by ourselves, and she's the overprotective one. But hopefully we'll have a good time at the concert anyway. Three Days Grace isn't my first pick to see live (they're a bit too mainstream for my liking), but it's better than nothing.
I'm developing a very antisocial attitude toward my friends. I figure if they don't want to put forth the effort to text, call, or hang out with me, then why bother? I know I'm gonna look like a bitch for saying this, but many of my friends are hardly worth my time. I only talk to them to pass the time, to have a good laugh, to just chill. This attitude of mine also applies to Amber, who said she missed me and promised we'd hang out, but she's made no effort to make plans. She smokes pot everyday with a bunch of pothead douchebags, which really pisses me off.
Oh, and my class ring came in the mail. It's sooooo awesome. I don't usually wear jewelry, but I wear my class ring everyday now. Oh, and my mom is trying to be nicer to me since the book discovery. I think she's waiting until her appointment with my counselor, so she can get her input about how she should handle things. Whatever, I don't give a shit, whatever.