weekend

Ok, on thursday, i got my first theropy sesion...FINALY. Friday Genna came over, i tought her a little about DnD (i think i more confused her than anything. its so much easyer to teach them while your playing) and watched PotC. the whole time, she was saying lines from the movie perfictly, while i was saying "I sware im going to take that DVD away from you" Saturday we went to mikees to play, but of coarse, Shawn forgot to get the scinarios so the others played Halo 2 while me and Genna played Mario Party 4. It was going to be a great weekend. but of coarse, my dad messed it up. he signed me up to work at the fair. "3-8" was when i was working. till next sunday. will he forgot to ask me if i was doing anything. which ofcoarse i was. tusday I am going to mikees house again for DnD. saturday is Ozz Fest. and Friday is MY DADS BIRTHDAY PARTY. he forgot about his own party that fucking dumb ass. i realy do hate his guts. so today i got up, went to the fair. and stood there waving cars around. 2 houers later. i looked at a sheet and what to you know "3-11" 11 AT NIGHT! so i tryed to call my parents, but my cell phone was dead, than i went to my car to charge it up but the key wouldnt turn. so i stood there for 8 houers, not talking to anyone, not listening to any music. just 8 houers OF FUCKING STANDING THERE. so i got home and told my dad work sucked so my dad goes "o it couldnt have been that bad" so i told him everything. than i go upstairs, and he calls me down again. it took me 4 tryes to get out of my bed because my legs were so sore. than he says "so when are u working tomaro?" so i said im not. so than he got angry at me for not wanting to stand around for 8 houers. what ever, im going, and im never going back to that job again. EVER!