Why do I even take harder classes... when my mother tells me not to push myself?

Saturdays are no longer fun. They are dedicated to going to my parent's restaurant in Tempe. This means I wake up at 8am to go there... and come back home at 10pm. Every Saturday. And that means I cannot go to see the play that Katherine is in... Even if her school is just less than five minutes from the restaurant. I cannot.

I still need a topic for my persuasive essay. I wasted the past three days of English class doing nothing.

Something in my Life isn't currently running correctly.