This whole day felt like a chaotic blur to me. I woke up feeling like crap and I told my mom I wasn't going to school until 4th period. Well, I was already late for 4th by the time I got to school which meant, Mr. Simpson would have marked me absent and the entire day would have been an absent day. So I said to myself, "why stay for three more classes I really don't care about when I can just get my cello and go home to get some much needed sleep?" So that's what I did. I tried stealthily to get my cello without anyone noticing, but Mr. You-know-who had to fuck it up and keep trying to talk to me. I finally told him to go away, but he kept talking to me. I'm going to beat him with my shoe! I don't know how clear I have to be with him. Apparently, a friendship is dating without benefits, so basically it's him following me around everywhere. ugh. Jen knew to just leave me be after taking one good look at my physical state (but that may also be because she's my best friend and we're suppose to understand one another like that). Every person I passed that would have yelled out loud, "connie!" knew to be quiet when I put my finger to my lips. But not him!
Help! Somebody! Anybody!
On a sweeter note, I think my mom has finally come up with the perfect business idea. She wants to start something along the lines of massage therapy/meditation/thai chi/self defense for women. A place for the female population to go when they're getting fed up with their lives and everything that encompasses it. Both her and I hear plenty of complaints from future clients about how they want some "me time" that is best of the best and given to them on a silver platter. If mom can put together a business like that for the tired mothers, wives and stressed-out women of Southwest Florida, I think she'll be bringing in the big bucks. But it's not just money we're both looking at; she has always wanted to start a business, and this has to be by far the best idea she's had. It's realistic, reaches out to a large clientele, and would be fairly easy to manage. I tell her go for it! The hard part will be approving it with my father. But, I'm sure if she does her research, he'll go for the idea 110%!