My Life Sucks

well my day just went from not so great to even more not so great. jess (the first four letters of jessney) asked me if i wanted to go shopping with her and courtney (the last three letters of jessney) this thursday to purchase garments for the swimming carnival.... which i thought sounded more awesome than an octopus with lipstick. but then after i got off the bus and into the car i asked mum if i was doing anythin on thursday arvo. i figure i never do anything with my boring ass life so id be cool... but naturally i have to go to the effing dentist for the first time in six months, straight after school. so my afternoon was off to a bad start and i had already cracked the shits. so then i trundle off to my first ever guitar lesson and i am told that my teacher is doing uni and cant make it ever.... unless its on thursdays. thats right, i got stood up by a guitar teacher. and mum of course blames me. im beginning to think that i am allergic to my mum. im fine normally, but when shes around i feel depressed and sick and cant think or talk. so yea, i realise that this statement is usually alyssas gig, but my life sucks atm.... until school tomorrow, when i get to feel better again.