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The title comes from one of my all time favorite movies.
School's over! And I'm pretty sure I fucked up on all my finals. I'm not sure why it happened but I just wasn't engaged at all in school. I mean, I never been a straight A student at all, but other than a few Ds and Cs, my report card, for the most part has been pretty decent in the past. But this year I have actually very few strong memories of me at school (before you do mention it, while I'm definitely not straight edge, I'm not a stoner). I was very apathetic towards the whole thing. It's not that I didn't care about my grades. It's just that I was tired of the whole thing. I didn't have enough energy. I talked to my parents about this months ago. I'm now seeing a psychiatrist and I most likely be put on medication for depression and maybe ADD. I'm just happy that I'm actually taking action after these years.
Oh, and I'm leaving in a few hours to a plane to Mexico City, and then to Yucatan. It's this community service thing I'm doing for IB (my program at Berkeley High). I'm so excited! But I'm also really nervous. I don't speak any Spanish. At least in France I could get around with my pathetic French but I don't know what I'm gonna do there. I'll guess I'll try to learn a few Spanish phrases on the plane ride there.
Next post will be filled with pictures and tales of my wacky adventures in Mexico. I promise.

Things to do this weekend;
1)Type up my Model UN paper (I've actually have to do that on friday night because it has to be mailed out by saturday. My topic is child labor in Ghana or something)
2)Update my fanfic (the last time I even touched it was back in August!)
3)Find some way to get twenty bucks so I can go shopping on telegraph.
4)Watch Bad Boy Buddy (I got it from Netflix so I need to return it, like, soon)
5)Watch some episodes of CSI Season 1 I got for Christmas (mah babeh daddi Nick Stokes awaits me)
6)Watch Cars( the Pixar movie) 7)DVR The Pussycat Dolls present Girlicious
8)Finnish The Lovely Bones and read All Qiuet On The Western Front
...yeah. That's pretty much going to be my weekend
Oh, and I gotta stop letting paying extra for Tatiana for her to mooch of my lunch. Bitch needs to get her own food!
I'm not the type of teenager who hates her parents and complains about every single detail that they do, especially when they do something understandable. I can understand most of the stuff that parents do because it's reasonable, but even so, I have a hard time getting along with my parents (and my parents, I mean my mom and aunt, Jennifer. Never really had all that much contact with my father. But my mom's very few ramblings about him, he was probably some alcoholic booze hound). Most of the time, were get along pretty well, I guess, although sometimes they forget that I'm actually sixteen. But everytime we fight, it's terrible. Very terrible.
Today I went to Bay Street with Rosie and Tatiana. When we wanted to go home, I called home to ask Jennifer to come pick us up. My mom said that Jennifer would be waiting for us in the Borders parking lot. Since Border's parking lot was some distance away, I suggested we get going. It didn't take the shortest amount of time because it was really windy and I was dumb enough to not bring a jacket. But when finally got there, I spotted Jennifer's car and started running towards it. I kinda had a feeling she was mad at me, but I figured it would pass. When I got to the car door, Jennifer started yelling at me, saying I didn't give a shit about anything but myself and she accused me of not answering her calls (which I didn't hear). She stopped yelling when Rosie and Tats came. I was really hurt but I decided not argue back for once.
See, everytime I get into an argument with either my mom or my aunt, regardless who it is, it ends up being Me vs Them because one of them tells the other how much of a brat I've been. Then the one I'm not fighting with gets mad at me, not caring to hear my side of the story. While were fighting, none of them talk to me, but I can hear them talk about me behind my back. Then after awhile, I feel bad for the fact that I'm fighting with my parents and go apologize to them, along with kissing their asses. They accept and act like nothing's happened.
I'm so fucking tired of the same old shit! I know I mess up all the time but why do I always have to be the villain? Can't mom or Jen apologize once? Don't they know that's it's rude to talk about me behind my back? Don't they know that I can hear them when they talk about me? I'm sick of crawling back to them and always saying sorry! I don't even know what I did wrong. Why should I apologize?
Anyway, I love my parents. No really, I do. I would give up my life for them, without a second thought. But this cycle needs to stop. It's almost like mental abuse. I'm not saying my life sucks, but I'm sick of this!
My new year celebrations went haywire. Tatiana got sick and retreated to bed by one. I wanted to play at least 100 corny songs on RealRhasody but I only got to 32 because I got into an argument with my aunt and I was exhausted by 2:45. So yeah.
Saw Sweeny Todd last night. Although none of the songs are that memorable, it was still gory and fabulous. I mean, where else are you going to see Jack Sparrow, Snape, Bellatrix Lestrange, Wormtail, and Borat interact with each other? Oh and SnapeAlan Rickman's character was fucking creepy. I was glad when Jack Sparrow Sweeny Todd stabbed that fucker.
Finished A Thousand Splendid Suns today. That book is hella depressing. It's still a great read, despite the fact that I prefer The Kite Runner and I felt that one of the main characters was on the verge of being a Mary Sue.
Nothing really important except that it's going to be 2007 in about four minutes, so
GOODBYE 2007!!!!
HELLO 2008!!!!!!
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111