Small group was good. Well, the study was. Not that the rest was bad, but it wasn't my favorite. Basically, the girls kept talking about me and a*coughboycough* and wouldn't stop and it got annoying. Not because what they were saying was untrue, because it wasn't, but because it doesn't need to be talked about and I would rather study the bible, since that's why I go to small group anyway. It bothered me a little, and I got kind of irritated, but it wasn't all that bad really.
Dad forgot to pick me up from school this morning. So I sat there for an hour and then Andrew came over to the library where I wait for my ride to tell me that Mom just called and Dad's on his way and he forgot. So yeah. Then Dad bought me a box of those Gushers fruit snacks as a suck-up gift (Jason and I couldn't think of a word for it, so we're calling it a suck-up gift) because I like them. I still wasn't very happy. An hour and a half late is really, really late. Yeah.
The show is on Saturday and I have nothing to plug the keyboard and the second mic into. That's not cool.
This is not my day. I'm not depressed. Just irritated at life.