at 6:00am

i accidentally cut myself again. i am so clumsy. anyway, why do i have to do all of my sister's projects..maybe not all but most of it. i am printing one of her projects now while she's still lying in her bed. i try to turn her down but she gives me the guilt trip. she could really put on a show, with her eyes ready to cry and her body shaking a bit, uh who could say no to that. i couldn't. plus she gets my mother's support. oh well. i've got to make breakfast now. im going to the prom on saturday. im going for the grade. i dont think it would be much fun. oh well. i hate i dont know, i just hate.