today.

today was very eventful to say the least.
where should i start? lets say about 549 this morning when i was supposed to meet spencer at mc donalds in order to follow him to soup kitchen. wellll. that didnt really work out considering spencers alarm clock doesnt work. and now it really doesnt work considering he smashed it this morning when he finally woke up at 8.
so when i finally decided that he wasnt coming after three phone calls, one voice mail, and a number of john mayer songs, i left and went back home to sleep. unaware that i wouldnt wake up until 5 minutes afterrr i was supposed to leave for school. then, because they are building a wallgreens right off of 150 (the way a go to school) the light was double backed up. so that was kind of stressful.
when i finally got to school after going 60 basically the whole way there, i open my car door, get my stuff out of the trunk, and start walking. then the final bell rings. awesome. im late for ap chem. it was okay though because mrs wells doesnt really take attendance all that much, so i dont think she wrote me down for being late, but i cant say that for sure.
so the bell rings to end zero period and i see spence walking down the hall towards me looking a little upset. and i see his swolen hand that he had smashed the alarm clock with and listened to the story of his morning and didnt even care anymore at all that he didnt show up because i knew he really felt bad and really cared.
so how about we just skip to calculus. i would rather not type about this but i will because it infuriates me. my teacher is so mean. she is mean to me and everyone else. she makes you feel like you are nothing, stupid, and shouldnt be in that class to begin with. since today was interum day, she calls me up to write my grade down and what is it. an f. yes, thats right. chelsea made an f. after that, she continues to write how i have such a low test grade, i have insufficient homework efforts(when i do ALL of my homework), and i need to come in for help. okay first of all i do not want help from that lady. she will just look at me like im stupid if i ask her anything. and secondly, she was so rude to me, i dont even want to talk to her anyway.
so then after a little venting to aaron about everything in english, i finally get to go home. i finish my calc homework, and decide to go to the y to do the treadclimber to work off some pudge. however when i pull out of my garage and down my drive way, i can barely steer the car. i pull back in the drive way, marks all over it btw, and get out of my car to be faced with the first complication with my car since i have been driving. a flat tire. a really flat tire. so that was pretty cool.
so now i had to get a ride to the fall retreat meeting and jordan was basically the only one who could take me, and she was leaving at 430 to go look at homecoming dresses, so i went with her. it was here i decided that i do not like to dress shop. it is much too stressful. much. buttt it has to be done. although i dont know whenn i am going to get that done. i must say though, i am throughly excited about homecoming. very.
that was basically the gist of my day.
lovely? mmm not exactly.