My brother was supposed to pick me up from school today at 2pm, right? Well he didn't. I was at the school til just a few minutes ago when Mrs. Bowling offered me a ride. My appointment was at 3:30pm in Charleston, so mom had to cancel & reschedule which will cost my dad $50 dollars because we didn't give 24 hrs. notice.
None of this would have happened if dad would just take off a day to take me to the doctor. He never takes off to take me to the doctor, its always someone else & sometimes I feel like such a burden to people because they're always hauling my ass around.
I haven't seen my therapist since January 4th. You can't begin to imagine how crazy I'm going.
Today just sucked in general. This morning, I had to change my shirt when I got to school because the shirt I had on was way too short because for some reason I'm growing out of all of my shirts. It sucks having this insanely long torso. Anyways, then at lunch, I was ready to kick some ass & I don't know why. Geez. Then during 3rd block, we were dissecting frogs & I got really nauseous. Normally I don't get queasy doing that kind of stuff, but the smell set it off & I felt like I was going to throw up. This stupid medicine is making nauseous. But of course, I'm used to medicines making me nauseous. So yeah, I had to sit in the cafetorium the rest of the block. 4th block was alright, except for the whole my-brother-not-coming-to-pick-me-up-caus