okay.

So. Last night before I went to sleep I decided not to be scared of Dad anymore. I made a plan. Talk to Alicia's mom this weekend, call JMHS and CHS (the high school in my area) on Monday for info. Once my parents see I'm serious about this...

Well, I'm not sure how exactly it's going to work out. I may not get to go to Aze's this weekend, so I don't know how I'm going to talk to her mom. But I called CHS today. Not JMHS; I found all the info I was looking for in the FAQs and the paperwork my parents saved for it. Anyway, the guidance counselor at CHS said that I should call the Board of Education. I tried to, but the automated answering service said to leave my name and number and they'd get back to me. My reaction: "Hell no, and have you call when my parents are home?" So I emailed them instead.

So I'm waiting for an email from them and from my Aunt Wendy. I may get to call her today after all, though. I didn't think I'd be able to since I was going to Aze's.

I was going through my clothes today, and man. I need new clothes. My jeans are too short and a teensy bit too tight, but it's the too short that bothers me. I hate showing ankle. I only have one 'real' bra I like; the rest are sports bras. And all my shirts are your basic tee with a witty saying on the front. All the girly shirts I had don't fit anymore. o_O; So yeah. It's lame.

If I can't go to Aze's, I may go to the Cap Centre with Yuka. Hmmm.