Although technically its really Christmas right now, its just really early in the morning.
So, let's see how its gone so far: I go to work where my manager Amber treats me like I'm a moron, yelling at me when I try and help serve people, and then yelling at me when I stop helping out b/c she yelled at me for it earlier. I wanted to punch her in the face and walk out of the store . . . Then as my brother drops my sister off to work, he tells me to go look at my car. One of my tires went flat. Kelly tried to repaire it, but couldn't, and so now I have to buy a new tire.
I get home to find out that grades have conveniently arrived just in time for Christmas! *note the sarcasm* My brother has his grades, but do I have my grades? No. My father has my grades. Does it strike anyone else funny that my father thinks he has a right to open my mail before me and then keep my mail from me? Seems pretty fucked up to me. But anyway, according to Kelly, my grades are not good at all and Dad won't bring them up until after Christmas. Lovely. Goddamnit, I know I did good on finals! I KNOW it! There's no way I could've gotten less than a C on any class. Well, expect LARP, VOICES, and Chorale. LARP I got a D because I missed one too many(taking Joe to a hospital b/c he was bleeding internally) and VOICES and Chorale are based purely on attendence and not actual work during class. So yeah, I missed quite a few of those, but they weren't taken for credit anyway, so they shouldn't matter. Regardless, I'm freaking out and wondering if maybe I should just forget about this grad school stuff. If I flunked anything, I won't be graduating in May, thus no grad school for at least a year. Fuck.
My parents and I just got back from picking up the presents from my aunt's house *so siblings can't find them before Christmas) and while getting everything set up, they get into an argument about what my dad has been looking up (and at) on the computer. My father adamantly refusing even though its sooo obvious that he WAS looking. Its just really not the time to pick a fight.
Argh. So yeah, as everything seems to balance out, there must be something pretty damn good coming b/c so far I've had shit piled on me left and right. It doesn't even feel like Christmas. It just feels like any other day of the year. Its kinda sad really.
Bleh. What happens, will happen. I guess I'll just go with the flow.
I'm going to go check the Auction House and see if any of my Iron Ores sold. The damn chunks of ore are taking up my entire inventory. I can't very well buy armor and level Ninja, White Mage, and Warrior if I don't have the inventory space for the armor! And I've done 90% of all the inventory expansion quests available too . . . *sighs dejectedly*
