So today has been...interesting.

Wanted to wake up at 9 this morning, but ended up waking up at 10:20. Rushed and went to class, which was pretty good. I just hate being behind in things. I really really do! I'm always the one that's behind! Grrr...I have some things I need to make up and give to Ms. Helwig, my Short Story and Novel teacher...I also have things I need to make up and give to Ms. Benton, my African American Lit teacher, too. Two Lit classes in one semester is so freakin ridiculous. Advice to anyone out there: DON'T DO THAT! LOL. No fun whatsoever to play the catch-up game with responses to books and stories. Ahhhh! But I will get it done. I always pull through, even if I end up having a few sleepless nights in order to do so..lol.

So after class I came home and had a small Caesar salad from Wendy's for lunch, and watched a couple episodes of A Baby Story:0) I love that show. I can't wait till I'm older and have kids of my own:0) Gotta meet a guy first, though. And that's the hard part. LOL. Whatever though.

And so then I had to go pick up my Mom at 3:30, which ended up not being very much fun. I swear, I can not drive with her in the car! She's just...she's so tense and spastic and always thinking I'm going to kill us. It's just really frustrating. This is not to say that I think I know everything about driving (my Mom has this crazy idea that I think I know it all when it comes to driving, which I do NOT at ALL think one little bit!), because I know I don't, but there are just things she could leave out. Like telling me there's a stop sign when I'm 2 inches away from it and can blatantly see it in front of me. Whatever. That's what started our entire argument, cuz I just snap when she does that! Granted, I shouldn't have yelled at her, I was already frustrated with my phone because CeCe was trying to tell me something and it kept cutting out, so that was already pissing me off, then she did that and that is one of the biggest problems I have with driving with her, and so those 2 things plus the other things I was worrying about added up and I just snapped. So then she got upset cuz I yelled at her, which made me feel like some sort of monster, because of the fact that yelling at her and making her mad at me was not my intention...then I go on to try to explain why I yelled and that I was sorry,and she just told me to be quiet and that she didn't wanna talk right then, so that made me feel even more like shit....jeez. I just really hate arguing with her. I hate arguing PERIOD, but I hate it most when it's with those I love.
    I know that my Mom loves me, and that she's only trying to look out for me, but when she's in the car when I'm driving, by the end of the trip my nerves are completely shot. It's just really difficult. And she says that a lot of our problems with driving would be solved if I either let her drive when I pick her up from work, or that I listen more. I do listen more, but she knows that I'm very big on replying to things, and I don't like it when things are left on an odd note and I feel that I've been misunderstood. When I feel misunderstood, I feel the need to set the record straight and make sure that whomever I am talking to/arguing with understands what I meant and the way I meant it incase it came out the wrong way, which with me, it often does. So that hurt MY feelings, and then as soon as the car was parked in our driveway I ran out and ran upstairs to my room where I proceeded to have a fit. Of course. *sigh* I just really hate arguing. I hate it even more when I blow up and lose my cool. My temper can really be bad sometimes, and I know that...I try to keep it in control, but sometimes it gets the best of me and I yell. 
   So my Mom and I haven't talked since we got inside and that was...oh, an hour ago? How exciting. So I still have yet to go talk to her, where we will probably get into another argument cuz my MoM can't agree to disagree..*sigh* whatever.

ANYWAY! On a much happier, non-venting note, I weighed myself today and I think I've lost 7 pounds!!! Woohoo!! LOL. It's not much, but it's a start. I'm very excited:0) I'm still walking/jogging with Amanda on Mondays and Wednesdays (and some Fridays too), and I'm trying to start getting up on Tuesdays and Thursdays and going on a walk also. I'm also trying to work on eating better foods more often, and not eating past 8PM. Technically it's supposed to be like, 7, but I'm starting off at 8 and then pushing it back to 7:30, then eventually 7. We'll see how that goes:0)

So today has been a crazy day, which is not over yet, seeing as how I'm going to work on some things for my classes.

I guess I should go talk to my Mom now, so I'm gonna go....Love to all!

<3,

Jay*

P.S. I'm thinking of changing my diary up a little bit...changing the name of my diary and also MY name on here...we'll see though. LOL. I'll tell you all what it is if I do. Alrighty!