"God Stephanie!"

The thing that really bugs me and is one of my greatest pet peeves is when people count on you, but you end up messing up. I hate how people call your name like "God Stephanie! Chee, can't you hit the ball?"or maybe something like "If you can't hit the ball don't even try!" It really brings my self-esteem down, way down. Then after my depression I get a dark, misty feeling.

I feel like I want to punch someone, luckily I have a punching bag in my basement. (because my brother gets angry really easily, and takes it out on the punching bag) Even if I rarely use it, when your angry, your angry right? I don't usually wear boxing gloves, because its just inconvenient for me to take it off after having my energy drained.

Also soon after I realize my mistake, I apologize way too much, like if I end up getting out, I say sorry. I don't know why I do it, its just the first thing that comes to mind and just who I am. This is just like yesterday when we were playing soccer in P.E. Someone—who just put my pet peeve in action—unfortunately had to say it aloud.

"Move, move!" He shouted at me aggressively and also went "Ugh!" After that incident, I just wandered around in circles near the corner of the gym, my spirit completely crushed.

Rice is Everywhere

I arrived at home after getting off the bus from school. I slowly brought myself to the door and opened it, leaving it open for my brother (always fussing). I walked in and laid my bags on a chair where the base is cushion and the rest is dark wood. I decided it was time to clean my bag, because I had a hunch something was wrong with it.

I unzipped the biggest pocket and started to dump everything on the couch. Out came all my items—shoe bag, lunch boxes, uniform—onto the couch. Before I knew it, rice came out too. It was everywhere, on my uniform, on my lunch boxes and on my shoe bag. As soon as I realized what had just happened I brought all of my belongings to the kitchen.

I started to vacuum very quickly because if my dad saw this, let's just say he would have a fit. I finished vacuuming shortly and went into the kitchen with my backpack. I brought my backpack on top of the counter and started shaking it to get all the rice out. Suddenly I accidentally knocked over my lunch container (that started this whole ruckus in the first place) and out went the rest of the rice, excluding the turkey slice with it. So I threw it away, and that was that. I have moved on now, not that it would've held me back.

Do I Have To?

I sat down to eat my normal lunch with my family. Since apparently my mom didn't cook the rice this time, it was too late to start. So instead of our usual meal (rice and some other dishes) this time, we ate bread with meat. (My brother is obsessed with meat.) I ate a piece of bread and a piece of meat, and shortly went back upstairs to finish my science homework. For homework I had to finish my notes for science and write my Slice of Life. At about 1:30 PM I finished my notes, and took a break. Soon my dad came and told my brother and I that we had to clean the bathrooms.

My brother was assigned the master bathroom with the help of my dad, and I was assigned the smaller bathroom. Even if the bathroom is small, it still takes much effort to satisfy my dad. I didn't want to, but apparently because I told him I finished, I ended up having to do it.

So I just thought "Let's just get this over with."

Then my right shoulder started to ache whenever I moved it, even if I didn't move my arm it still hurt. Then after a while the pain stopped and now is near my stomach or my diaphragm. Whenever I laugh a lot now, I just feel pain. I wonder if that's normal.

Full As Ever Possible

I brushed my hair and spread lotion fairly onto my face after having washed my face with special face soap. I brushed my teeth, though I hadn't eaten breakfast. Then I went to my laptop and watched a few videos on my laptop. Shortly after my father came in to see if I was awake, and apparently I was. I got up to greet the rest of my family before it was brunch time. The whole family got into the car, excluding my father(He had to set the alarm.). Just when he was about to enter the car he decided that he needed to pump air into the tires. The rest of my family waited and we were off to Multi Plaza.

When we arrived there my mother decided she didn't want to go in so she just stayed in the car(Maybe it calms her down.). The rest of my family entered, we chose to take a look at the food court to see if it was crowded like always. I already knew the answer but decided to go to check, it was crowded. We just chose to eat at Tony Roma's, I was so full after that meal. So we just started to go home after a day like this(where you can barely do anything). For the rest of the day I was just glued to my laptop screen due to the fact that I was loaded. I guess this is what I get for overdoing it *sigh*.

The Nice Breeze

*Buzz buzz* went my alarm in the morning. I dragged my dreary body from bed, and found the energy to stand. I gripped the table next to me to support my numb legs. I walked into my brother's room and woke him up. Soon I was walking in my father's room (the master bedroom) to go into the bathroom. I slowly-quietly walked towards the bathroom door. I took my daily shower dreading that I couldn't go back to my comfortable bed. I exited the soaking shower area and got ready for school. I brushed my hair, brushed my teeth, put on my shoes and lastly spread facial lotion onto my face.

Now all to do left was to wait for the bus to pass by our house (It then turns around at the dead end.). After about five minutes my brother got fed up waiting and decided to wait outside for the bus to come. I followed him bringing both of my bags outside. We both placed our bags on the car and waited. The morning breeze felt so nice and made me feel calm. Soon the bus came and before I knew it I had my bags on my back and was entering the small bus. I was on my way to school.

Circle of Fun

All five of us sitting in a circle after being rewarded Capri Sun and a bag of candy. Everyone in the class ran the day before and we all ran 4 laps in a time period of 13 minutes, so today we were rewarded for our effort. We also were rewarded two days of P.E. that we get to chose what to do. So Mari, Nysha, Violeta, Yeji, and I sat in a circle as our choice. We all talked and laughed together while sucking the lollipops and drinking our Capri Sun from the juice pouch. We all had fun laughing together and telling some stories. This was a happy time, where we laughed and smiled.

Until it was time to leave the class, we all had fun and went into the lockers to retrieve our bags. We left the lockers and made our ways to our own buses. Soon I got on mine and thought that I would use this memory as an important topic. I enjoyed my time in that class today, it was so much fun to just hang out and chill.

Exam of Boredom

"Let's go mom! We're gonna be late!" I screamed with my hard hands cuffed in a circle. I ran down the stairs after brushing my hair until it had no knots or rough spots. She walked up the stairs dreadfully. A pig she wasn't but, a turtle with knotted legs she was. I laid on the couch thinking of what my hard-working brother would say to me if I was late or maybe he wouldn't say anything, because he wouldn't even be there if I was more than thirty minutes late. He was at school taking a practice exam, a 3 hour exam. He said that he "had" to take it, or else he would fail the class. Apparently everyone in his class had to take it. My mother came downstairs...finally.

We got in the car shortly after my mother told me not to set the alarm. I brought 2 chocolate bars of the brand "Twix" while my mom brought 2 ice teas. We left the house and arrived at school. We waited for my brother to come out, and then after many people left he came out. I told him we had to wait for him and he didn't care. He was just overjoyed to have finished that difficult test, though he didn't really show it. We were on our way home, until I accidentally told my mother to go the wrong way. However my mom knew the way home when we reached a mall, or something. I was happy when we got home and ran upstairs to finish homework.

"What a waste of time." I thought to myself. I only went because my mom doesn't know how to get to the school, and because my brother would totally scold me if my mom got lost on her way to pick him up. So here I am typing on my ordinary laptop about the horrible 4 hours of today. It was a boring day with a long rush hour.