My day in bits and pieces

As I sit there watching the six fans rotate themselves around and around my mother is tearing up in front of me at the restaurant we're eating at.
I don't know why she's tearing up in front of me, even when I ask her she defends the position that nothing is wrong.
She goes to the bathroom and I sit there for about 6 minutes and 47 seconds knowing that the only reason she's gone that long is to not cry in front of me.
When we get home I walk the black and white dog mom has, I hate doing it.
Returning to my room she's crying in her bathroom, now that I think of it she had been complaining about a friend of hers having a stupid love triangle.
I think, how stupid. It's so stupid why are you even telling me? We know people who're like that generally don't even deserve to be talked to. How can they even expect coming out on top lying to all of the people this girl is deceiving?
I skipped school today to make an interview with a man who was interested in casting me for his agency, instead he offered me a bill for classes that don't necessarily hold promise for getting into the agency. I don't even have the money to participate anyway.
I read ten chapters of fight club in Barnes&Nobel today, 87 pages. I need to remember page 141 for a book I was merely flipping through in regards to getting to know the mind better. I saw a book called "The Crash Course for AP psychology" and wondered what America has come to selling books on how to pass the tests instead of actually learning the subject.
I said hello to a black man while I was headed over to the book store, he was smoking a cigarette and just stared at me when we passed each other by.
The mall I waited at for my appointment didn't have any stores I wanted to go to. Perimeter mall was equipped with 80% clothing stores, 19% shoe stores, and 1% other stores. It is the first mall I have ever been to that didn't have a single store to suit my interests.
I walked into one of the shoe stores asking for a pen so I could fill out the rest of the information on my application sheet for MTM. The lady at the store was trying to convince me to buy shoes with money I didn't have. I know she didn't know I was broke, so I apologized and thanked her for allowing me to use the pen, I said I would recommend the store. When the interview ended the casting director never even looked at the sheet or any of the other information I had brought for him today.
A lady at the food court offered me a sample for some frozen ice cream yogurt stuff. I was only checking long enough to see if it was a smoothie shop. I apologized to her too and then bought a smoothie from another stall at the food court almost right next to hers.
I'm telling mom about the interview with MTM and she criticizes me for not pursuing the agencies she got contact information for back when we were extras for "Get Low". I didn't want to talk about it and she accused me for not wanting to. In truth I did want to talk about it, I just didn't want to talk while she was using a raised voice. Our 'discussion' spilled out into the parking lot for the restaurant and she threatened to just take me home.
I'm reciting my Latin oratory while I wait for mom to finish her mammogram this morning. She comes out smiling and excited. She tested negative for cancer and I was really happy for her. A day starting out this good can only end the same way. Little did I know this is one of those days I wish I had someone to cuddle up with, what goes around comes around.