So, last Wednesday was a math test. I didn't do as well as I would have liked. I made a 81 on it. Fortunately, we can drop any of the tests before finals, it just adds more weight to the final, so I am probably going to do that with this one. I really don't have any excuses. I should have studied. It doesn't really matter to my grade (I would have still had a B), but he marked off 4 points for not listing what my variables represented on a related rates problem worth 10 points. What??? I don't even...
On Thursday, I took a chem test. It was cool. Chem is always cool. Not to brag or anything, but, yeah, I made the highest grade in the class

On the chem test, though, something not so good did happen. My lab partner was having some family issues and had to talk to the professor about not being able to take the test. I didn't want to eavesdrop, but I did "overhear" some stuff, and she was saying that something had happened, and she hadn't been able to sleep at all the night before, and something. She was pretty upset for a few day, but she was better today, so that was good. She said everything was worked out, so that is a relief.
Other than that... I have been playing video games a lot recently. A lot, a lot. I bought Deus Ex: HR a few weeks ago, and I have been playing it daily. It is a really fun game. There is a lot to explore, and it still gives me the same feeling of wonder/fascination that Deus Ex: IW gave me when I was younger, and that is kinda rare in games these days. Only a few series can still do that (TES being one of them. I plan on playing Skyrim after I get done with Deus Ex.)
Let's see, what else?
Saturday, I went to my dad's house. We were eating lunch in the dining room (me, my dad, and my step-mom). We were eating tacos, and my dad was putting cherry tomatoes on his taco and saying "One tomato, two tomato, three tomato, four, five tomato, six tomato, seven tomato, more" in a sing-songy voice, and when he hit the "more" part, I started laughing uncontrollably. I don't know what was so funny about it. He does stupid stuff like that all the time. I don't know why, but it was hilarious this time. My mouth was full of soda, and I had to go to the sink because it was coming out of my mouth. I kept laughing for a few minutes, then calmed down, and ate my taco. But then, when I was finished, the image popped into my head again right when I went to get a swallow of my drink, and the process happened again. I was dieing laughing for about 5 minutes, and I had no idea why. My laughing made everyone else laugh, and we were all laughing so hard. It was and experience. Then it happened again when I went to drink after eating a piece of leftover cookie cake. The last time wasn't so fun, though. My stomach was sore from laughing, and it was hurting, and that only made my parents laugh at me more, and perpetuated the laughing. So, yeah, unique experience there.
Sunday, after rock climbing, we went to subway as usual. There is always the same girl that works there. She is pretty cool, and we share a name, so that is pretty cool. She's also pretty cute


On the way home, however, I tried to bring up the therapist thing to my parents. Not so good. They were arguing that a therapist does more harm than good. They said that "there is a reason why your mind suppresses things, you don't need to dig them up again, or you just get more crazy", and "some people go the therapists, and they end up more crazy afterwards", and "I have never seen a therapist actually help anyone.", and when I brought up that maybe it would be a good idea for me to see one just to help with anxiety and stuff, they said that I "worry too much," and "there is nothing wrong with you". Isn't worrying too much something that is wrong with me? -_- I guess it is partially my fault for always pretending that I am fine around them, so that I can avoid the conflict/stress of talking about problems to them, but it doesn't look like I will be getting to go to a psych any time soon. I still think it would be best to go to one. I think I am getting better in a sense, but I am still not healthy. It would at least be worth a try, I think. But there won't be any convincing my parents of that. I think the testimony for therapists comes from my families. My stepmom was extremely messed up, and now goes to a therapist. She still isn't fully "cured", but now she is at least no longer afraid to leave the house, and I have seen huge improvements in her behavior. My mom has never been to a psych. She has anxiety (I would probably say some sort of PD nos or schizotypal pd, but I think it actually probably in the normal range, I am just really sensitive to it). My step-dad is diagnosed with anxiety and has meds for it, but doesn't take them. He tries to fix it without the meds, but it is still apparent. Although I respect him for trying to take care of it without relying on meds, he just latches onto self-help crap and doesn't actually get anywhere with it (because it is all self-help crap written by "gurus" out to scam people like him). They both have an extreme idea of self-reliance (slightly different from my idea of it, but it is probably where I got my value of it from) and the thought that we all have complete control over everything we do. I don't think they even realize how crazy they are. That and they are filled with so much BS about how they think we are all so much smarter than everyone else, so we aren't the crazy ones, everyone else it. I don't know. This family is killing me slowly. I can't tell if this is just that natural teenage "wanting to get away from your family" thing, or if it is legitimately doing me mental harm. I don't feel the same way about my father and step-mom, and I don't know if that validates it or is just because I don't live with them all the time.
Finally, today was pretty good. It was nice and relaxing. I figured out why my laptop wasn't spell-checking... no language was selected for the spell checker in firefox... silly me. I have been in a pretty good mood today, though.
This weekend, I am going to go to the mountains with my dad and step-mom. That should be fun. I love mountains. The scenery is always so awesome.