You know those days when nothing seems to go right?

Well, that was today. And yesterday.

Yesterday, I wanted to go see Savannah and Gerry. They're my best friends and I hardly ever see them because they live 40 minutes away and I can't drive and both of our families don't have money to spend on gas to drive there without a legitment reason. I also wanted to go see Anberlin and Between The Trees yesterday. I got a new camera lens and I really wanted to use it for the show.

Well, Wednesday, my mom said I couldn't go to the Anberlin show. We got into a huge argument and I was about to cry then I went in my room to finish school. She then came into my room and said "If you're going to have a bad attitude like that then go to the stupid concert. Just go. Know that I don't want you to go, and Dad doesn't want you to go, but if that's all you care about then go and do what you want and follow your idol. I don't care." Well, that sure made me feel a heck of a lot better.

Then, I found out I couldn't go see Savannah and Gerry because my mom told my dad I wasn't going because I said I was going to orchestra instead. Yeah, I said I was going to orchestra, but I was going to go to Easley before that. By that time, it was 10 o'clock at night and it was too late to call Mr. Johnny and tell him we were coming.

My Thursday was ruined. I had a whole lot of school and piano to do on Thursday, but my alarm didn't go off and I woke up at 11:48. I went to orchestra, but it was stupid. It was the first day after Christmas break and all we did was sit there for most of the time while we got music passed back in and new music handed out. We played one song, but that was it. I missed seeing my best friends for that.

Then, I sat at home doing school, practicing piano, and sitting in front of the computer screen all night instead of going to see Anberlin. Well, I did go to swim practice, but that's not fun. My Thursday was horrible. But, I did find out that Standing Small is going to be at The Channel on Sunday. So that made me feel better, because I could take pictures of them. They're certainly not Anberlin, but they're still super awesome, and I can take super awesome pictures of them.

Today started off good. I woke up on time, and I got all of my school done except for some French I still needed to do, then I went with my mom to go to my grandma's to clean her house. I thought we were only going to be over there for 2 hours, at the most, but my mom had to run errands and that took forever, and we ended up staying at my grandma's until 7:30. I still had 2 lessons of French to do and 2 hours of piano to practice. I also found out that I can't go see Standing Small on Sunday. I can't drive so I can't go by myself, I have no one to go with and I don't have enough money. I do, but not enough to go to the show, pay my texting bill, and get the Fiction Family vinyl, which I really, really want.

Anyway, we got McDonalds for dinner and ate it at home. I don't like Pickles and onions so I asked my mom if she wanted them, she said she did but then my parents went upstairs. After a while when I was cleaning up the kitchen I told Amy to go upstairs and ask my mom if she wanted the pickles and onions. Instead, she asked if they wanted some food. They said no, then I told her to ask them about the pickles and onions, not the food, and she wouldn't do it. So I started yelling at her because I was in the kitchen and she was upstairs, and she wouldn't ask them what I wanted her to ask them. So she came back downstairs and said they wanted to be left alone and that my dad said I was obnoxious. Thinking they weren't coming back down since they wanted to be left alone, I threw away the pickles and onions. After that I went upstairs to help Amy set up her DVD player and my mom came out of her room and I said "I hope you didn't want those pickles and onions" and she was like "what?! Yeah! I do! I told you I did!" and then my dad came out and was like "you threw away the pickles and onions?!" and then we got into this huge way exaggerated argument about pickles and onions and it all got blamed on me when yeah, some of it was my fault, but I did tell Amy to ask them and she didn't ask them what I told her to. When she said they wanted to be left alone I assumed they weren't coming back down and that Mom didn't want them. It was really, really stupid, but I was being yelled at and I started crying which made it even worse.

After that was over, I went to finish my 2 lessons of French and I did terrible. I kept making stupid mistakes and getting them wrong (it's on the computer) and I ended up getting like, a 70. Then I went downstairs to practice 2 hours of piano. By this time it was 9 o'clock. Normally, I enjoy practicing piano, but I was in no mood to then. So, I started practicing and I kept messing up. A lot. One of my favorite songs I couldn't get into beacuse I was disctracted and that song is so boring if you can't put emotion into it. Then I decided to work on Moonlight Sonata. The first movement was crazy boring because if you don't play that with emotion it's just seven minutes of... boring. The 2nd and 3rd movements were just as bad. Time kept going by really slowly, and I kept messing up and it was really frustrating. I hate practicing when I don't feel like it. It's just like sitting in a chair for 2 hours doing nothing.

Anyway, there were some other things that don't really matter that happened. But, yesterday and today were terrible days. I didn't feel like doing anything, and I had a whole lot of school to catch up on and a whole lot of piano to practice because I didn't practice on Wednesday because I didn't have time. UGH!

And no, this isn't going to be one of those posts where it ends happy and I talk about God and how I know I shouldn't be feeling like this. No. Yesterday was a terrible day. Today was an even worse day, and that's all there is to it.