Already my day sucks. I'm home alone for the weekend, because my parents went to Arizona and Denver for a week starting yesterday, and Tim is camping or something. So I am all by myself. I actually like that, cause it's quieter and less annoying. But this morning, I got up out of bed at six, showered, and got everything together and left the house by 7. Great, right? Except on my way to school, I looked at the time...then looked at the time again...and then realized I didn't have to leave my house until 8, and I usually don't get up till 7. I was cursing myself in the car the whole way there. My first class doesn't start till 9:35. I don't know why I didn't realize this, but it isn't the first time I've done it. So I've been at my school since 7:30. I spent an hour sitting in the student lounge reading the newspaper(I forgot my iPod headphones too) and then my parents called me, to annoy me all the way from Arizona. My dad- "Why are you at school this early?" I tell him, and I hear him tell my mom. Then after my dad is done talking he puts mom on. My mom- "Why are you at school this early?" Me-"#%@#" My mom- "Ok, you don't have to get annoyed." Me- "@#&$!!!!!" *hangs up*

So yeah. My hand hurts from typing. There aren't too many people in here, which is good. I'm hungry cause I didn't eat breakfast. There is a super fat guy in here, too. He's waddling around. I see him a lot, and I always have the urge to take a picture of him. Cause of he's really, really fat....and he was just, like, right behind me.

I have to hand in my Philosophy paper today. It's a piece of garbage, it doesn't mean anything. I hope to get a good grade. I won't be home to see Avatar, but Tim set it up to record it. I have off tomorrow, so I'll watch it then. After sleeping for 12 hours. I really need to catch up on my sleep, considering I work till 11 every day. And it'll just get worse from now. Xmas is coming. Stressssss....and losing an hour of sleep doesn't help.