glasses
So I got new glasses yesterday. Quite stylish, and I look cute in 'em! *grins a goofy grin* Let's see... what happened today...
I had Kix and a banana for breakfast. Hm, well nothing happened today at school. I had an interesting conversation with some people in fourth period.
Spanish class was horrid. I got a 79 on the quiz. *sigheth* We had a one-act meeting after school today. It was basically us talking about how the competition went, and us perhaps performing again. I don't really have the desire to perform again, but if the others want to, I'm not going to be the one to stop it.
I had a meltdown at church today. Sam, Will, Jeremiah and I were in a room waiting for the junior high to get done. I was playing with the dominos, and Jeremiah and Sam kept knocking them down and sliding them across the table. At first, I was just kidding when I said "stop", but after a minute or so, I got really irritated. They didn't quit, and I said something like "WOULD YOU JUST STOP IT??? Gah! I need to go... jump out a window or something!!!" I was about to go home, but that wouldn't have been fair to Gordon, my group, or DJ. When Sam tried to apologize, I told him to just leave me alone. Later he tried to get me to tell him what was wrong. I told him I thought I was going crazy, literally. He said everyone got moody once in a while. I was about to tell him something else, but a kid came into the room and our conversation was quickly ended and we didn't ever finish it. Probably never will.
Sometimes I think I really am insane. Maybe not institutionally certifiable insane, but insane enough. What's wrong with me?
I know part of it.
Ughhhh, I need to go find myself. Or something cliche like that.
I had Kix and a banana for breakfast. Hm, well nothing happened today at school. I had an interesting conversation with some people in fourth period.
Spanish class was horrid. I got a 79 on the quiz. *sigheth* We had a one-act meeting after school today. It was basically us talking about how the competition went, and us perhaps performing again. I don't really have the desire to perform again, but if the others want to, I'm not going to be the one to stop it.
I had a meltdown at church today. Sam, Will, Jeremiah and I were in a room waiting for the junior high to get done. I was playing with the dominos, and Jeremiah and Sam kept knocking them down and sliding them across the table. At first, I was just kidding when I said "stop", but after a minute or so, I got really irritated. They didn't quit, and I said something like "WOULD YOU JUST STOP IT??? Gah! I need to go... jump out a window or something!!!" I was about to go home, but that wouldn't have been fair to Gordon, my group, or DJ. When Sam tried to apologize, I told him to just leave me alone. Later he tried to get me to tell him what was wrong. I told him I thought I was going crazy, literally. He said everyone got moody once in a while. I was about to tell him something else, but a kid came into the room and our conversation was quickly ended and we didn't ever finish it. Probably never will.
Sometimes I think I really am insane. Maybe not institutionally certifiable insane, but insane enough. What's wrong with me?
I know part of it.
Ughhhh, I need to go find myself. Or something cliche like that.