Mare has issues!

Ok, so yesturday was stupid. I was falling asleep in ToK when h.ro called on me (twice!) and I wa blathering on about something totally unconnected with whatever he was talking about. Woot. Math was aight. I did good on the test (good for me, not actually good). h.ro asked me to come talk to him at lunch so I did (with Beth because we have the same topic and I didn't want to go alone), and it didn't go as badly as I thought it would. Yes, my paper is a piece of crap, but I didn't get chucked out of ToK, which is always a good thing. Spare was full of homeworkyness, Physics was ok. Yearbook was somewhat productive. We decided on certain formats and whatnot. I had a bit of an athsma attack, but whatevs, its all good. I got home late on account of I had to get gas and then watched the Rebel Billionaire finale (all two hours of it!). But I did chem whilest I was watching, so I wasn't completely unproductive. And then Rabe called and we had a really good convo for like, an hour and a half or better. It was really good, except I don't know if Rabe wanted to know all my problems and some of my deep dark secrets, but now she does! THANKS RABE! You've no idea how nice it is to finally tell someone stuff. Very cathartic. Anywho, after my therapy session, I went for a shower just in case our water freezes this morning, and then, when putting on my pyjamas, had the revelation that at least a third of my clothes don't fit me. It's like, in the past week or so, I've suddenly grown. Not the good kind of growing either, growing horizontally. My hips and thighs are too big for my pants (and a skirt) and my upper torso is too big for some of my shirts. I HATE ESTROGEN! I HATE BEING A GIRL. So, the result is on exam break I have to go shopping for some clothes that actually fit. My dad thinks it's hilarious. *sigh*. It sucks because I absolutely hate shopping. Anywho, I have to go do that english paragraph because I just didn't do it last night. Huzzah for me.