Crying… again

I’m so tired, and I feel like such crap. I know I haven’t written for awhile, but it’s insane how busy I was the later part of last week and last weekend. Then I got sick on Sunday, and still have this horrible icky cold thing goin on. I didn’t go to school Monday, and I spent last night studying for 2 quizes and a MAJOR test. Great.

I’m exhausted from all of this. Totally wiped out from having been sick and then busting my brain in my classes and my butt outside for band. All I wanted to do when I got home today was sleep. But then, outside during band, Dr. T comes up to me and was like, you know there’s combo practice tonight, right? Um, noooooo I didn’t… sure we had it last Wednesday, but you didn’t say every Wednesday, and I’m sick and tired and BLAH. But ok… fine…

Well since I didn’t have my music for it, I had to drive home after school and get it. So I got myself together, made sure I had a license and music and all that, then drove back to school for the rehearsal. Exept when I pulled into the parking space, HEH – no music. Right, so I forgot the one thing I went home for… MUSIC! Duh! So I had to turn around and get it, then went back to rehearsal. But of course when I walked up to the building the first 4 doors that I tried were LOCKED. Nice.

Coming home afterwards I was pulling into my garage, right? Well yesterday my mom had complained that I was too far over to the left. Today I attempted to be further to the right, which I’ve done before very easily

Well, my car decided it wanted to barely hit the edge of my garage. So of course I flipped out for the SECOND time this afternoon. Another chorus of “sh*t!”s, just like the one as I was on my way home for music the second time. I backed up and re-pulled in the garage. Welll… there’s a little streak of white paint on my front bumper. NOT COOL.

I called my mom who’d left a message to call her and I told her what happened. Of course I started crying hysterically over the phone cause I’m so tired and I felt so bad.

So that’s that.