What a day

First it was skating, at 10 in the morning. I am definitely not a morning person =.= Doing this every Saturday? It's a good thing I like skating..or else..:sarcasm: Except for the fact that I can't really do anything right now except for edges.

Later on, I went to my dad's lab. He told me he was disappointed in me. Why? Because I don't try. Sure, I can get A's and B's in an above average class, but I don't study. My parents just want to see me make an effort at something, but even that I fail at. Right after that moment I suddenly wanted to cry. I realized I was disappointed in myself. I was always disappointed. Especially about all these dreams I plan to accomplish, but I don't even get up to practice. What good are dreams if you don't have motivation?

Now, my mom's being mad. She's yelling at me because I supposedly "used" her towel as a thing to wrap around my hair, (so it'll dry) I guess it's just another typical day, on these days, I really wish I was someone else..and hope I can do better tomorrow >.<