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So. Remember that time when last week I said it was the longest week of my life? Scratch that. Exit last week; enter this week.

I think there must be something in the water here. This has been the *craziest* work week I can remember in the history of all time. There are just so many odd little things cropping up and slapping me around. It hurts my feelings.

I have had a headache since Monday morning. It started out when I woke up; just wasn't in a fab mood. It had been an iffy weekend. I had a huge zit (that looked like a welt, maybe as if I'd been hit in the head with a baseball) on my forehead. That just makes me cranky. So all weekend my family laughs and jokes about my second head, and ahahaha it was fun. No. So anyway, it hadn't gone away by Monday (which I had really hoped for). First thing Monday morning my dad and I go to Sam's Club to get candy for the vending machine. He's not in a fab mood either. I can tell. And for some reason he decides he needs to mention my monster zit. (I think he just wanted to provoke an argument...) "What is THAT?!" and I said "My zit. Thanks for mentioning it again.” Now he’s angry that I called him on it and goes on the defensive. “What?! I thought it was a cut.” ((*LIAR!*)) I just looked at him and told him “No you didn’t. It doesn’t look like a cut; it isn’t bleeding.” This gets him angrier still. Oh well – don’t mess with me when I have a zit. If you play with the fire you will get burned, so get out the kitchen (or something along those lines). “Yes I did think it was a cut, whatever!” Now he’s saying whatever? I asked him “Why do you feel the need to comment on every-little-thing?” So I think that one sent him off the deep end. He starts muttering under his breath. Well, I don’t need this shit. So I tell him to stop muttering under his breath and if he has something to say he can say it to me, I tell him he is acting like a child, and I don’t appreciate it. Then it somehow escalated into a full out battle. Name-calling, cursing, childish outbursts; the whole works.
------------All-in-all, not a fab way to start a week.

It just doesn’t get better from there. There was an incident after school with some students with the police on Tuesday, a fight and drug-search on Wednesday. I swear the full moon must have been affecting everyone in the area. Just a wacky, bizarre week. And I didn't get a snow day Wednesday like I wanted - I didn't even get to leave early... :(

Now it is Thursday and my headache is still here. (Hello, old friend.) And I have been tired since Sunday night. I wonder if I am suffering from some sad, scary sickness that no one has ever had before – like Workingadultitis. Or Ineedavacaytionow Syndrome. I think so.

I badly need a nap, and all my love <3