Craptastic Day of Crapness
So, yeah, as my twitterpeeps know I've had this horribly annoying and highly frustrating school assignment for later today. It's really been getting on my nerves, but luckily we'd been given some time to finish it in the first class today. Today was never a favourite day of mine, but then it just got worse >.<
I have this really good friend in my class, her name is Nina and she's a great girl. One of the really kinda few people from my class I'd consider a friend-friend, you know? I know she's been seriously sick of school in periods and it's been like that back and forwards since the beginning of last year. She hasn't been in school for quite a while, for different reasons, and I have been starting to get worried because she wouldn't answer when I contacted her.
Then I come to school today and find out I'm supposed to do that presentation connected to my assignment tomorrow. Then our teacher says "Nina'll be here soon, she has something she wants to tell you [read: my class]." My stomach twists in knots immediately and I'm thinking "oh no."
Oh yes. She's stopping in my class and taking the rest of this school year off and will finish it next year, after the rest of us have graduated. The thing is, I know she's been struggling and it's really the best thing for her right now and she's not ruining her future because she'll come back and take the last year next year, so yeah, I'm really happy for her. This is what she wants and needs and really the best for her. I'm repeating myself, because FUCK I AM GOING TO MISS HER SO HARD! Almost started crying in class. I gave her two big hugs as well.
I have another really good friend in class, she's really great, but she's more the silent type and have a quite a few things to deal with herself, so Nina was always my "safe place" socially in class, if you catch my drift? Not that there's any unsafe places, I like my class and there's some great girls (and four boys :b). But she was the one I was on cafés with and had dinner with sometimes and all such things and (most of) my other really good friend(s) live like at least a 45min bus drive away so we can't see each other that often even though we do our best. Nina was my good friend close to home and now I'm not going to see her five times a week any more. I'm going to see her again, that's for sure, because I'm invited to her birthday and all sorts of things - we live in the same city (which is really not that big). But. She's going to a school in Copenhagen after New Year's and that's quite a bit of money and a 3 hour train ride away.
So, yeah, I'm pretty down because of that and tied my stomach in knots and made me slightly nauseous and just feeling enough unwell to think: "I really don't want to take this fucking Cooper test in PE today!" (for those not in the know: Cooper test = run as far as you can in 12 minutes.) But you know, I've actually been working out since school started quite a bit and lost some weight along the way and this test is the end of this period in P.E. we've had. We took one in the beginning and now we were to see if we've improved. I was actually kind of looking forward to see if I had, you know?
We went to the stadium where we were supposed to run by bus, but the bus can't get all the way to the entrance, so as a start to the warm up we were to run to the entrance.
The pavement/flagstones are really bad.
I fell and twisted my ankle.
It bloody HURT. Scraped my right hand and knee as well.
Things just got too much, you know?
Had really minor tearful breakdown, other friends from class were really nice and helped me the rest of the way there, but it still bloody hurt. I could not do the test, obviously.
Kind of a perk, but really, I'd actually been looking forward to see if I'd improved. And it really sucks, because I'm supposed to go to workout both tomorrow and Friday, too, and now I can't and I really just want to loose weight, not gaining it by being unable to exercise for three days, a week, who knows?
So, yeah, burrowed a cell phone and called my mother and cried some more and ranted and she's just great as always and was all like "Deep calming breath" and "Now you go home and you relax and put some cold on it and read some fanfiction!" and "Screw it, you don't have to go to the presentation tomorrow, you're calling in sick" and all sorts of amazing things like that. I love her. Like a lot.
So, now:
Lying in my bed, having practically just stumbled to the toilet because I had to pee, got some cold on my really swollen and HURTY ankle and writing this rambling post because I needed it.
I might read some fanfic from the travel fair or rewatch some S1 episodes of White Collar.
*HUGGLES YOU ALL*
And to those of you I've met in real life: FUCK I MISS YOU GUYS!
I have this really good friend in my class, her name is Nina and she's a great girl. One of the really kinda few people from my class I'd consider a friend-friend, you know? I know she's been seriously sick of school in periods and it's been like that back and forwards since the beginning of last year. She hasn't been in school for quite a while, for different reasons, and I have been starting to get worried because she wouldn't answer when I contacted her.
Then I come to school today and find out I'm supposed to do that presentation connected to my assignment tomorrow. Then our teacher says "Nina'll be here soon, she has something she wants to tell you [read: my class]." My stomach twists in knots immediately and I'm thinking "oh no."
Oh yes. She's stopping in my class and taking the rest of this school year off and will finish it next year, after the rest of us have graduated. The thing is, I know she's been struggling and it's really the best thing for her right now and she's not ruining her future because she'll come back and take the last year next year, so yeah, I'm really happy for her. This is what she wants and needs and really the best for her. I'm repeating myself, because FUCK I AM GOING TO MISS HER SO HARD! Almost started crying in class. I gave her two big hugs as well.
I have another really good friend in class, she's really great, but she's more the silent type and have a quite a few things to deal with herself, so Nina was always my "safe place" socially in class, if you catch my drift? Not that there's any unsafe places, I like my class and there's some great girls (and four boys :b). But she was the one I was on cafés with and had dinner with sometimes and all such things and (most of) my other really good friend(s) live like at least a 45min bus drive away so we can't see each other that often even though we do our best. Nina was my good friend close to home and now I'm not going to see her five times a week any more. I'm going to see her again, that's for sure, because I'm invited to her birthday and all sorts of things - we live in the same city (which is really not that big). But. She's going to a school in Copenhagen after New Year's and that's quite a bit of money and a 3 hour train ride away.
So, yeah, I'm pretty down because of that and tied my stomach in knots and made me slightly nauseous and just feeling enough unwell to think: "I really don't want to take this fucking Cooper test in PE today!" (for those not in the know: Cooper test = run as far as you can in 12 minutes.) But you know, I've actually been working out since school started quite a bit and lost some weight along the way and this test is the end of this period in P.E. we've had. We took one in the beginning and now we were to see if we've improved. I was actually kind of looking forward to see if I had, you know?
We went to the stadium where we were supposed to run by bus, but the bus can't get all the way to the entrance, so as a start to the warm up we were to run to the entrance.
The pavement/flagstones are really bad.
I fell and twisted my ankle.
It bloody HURT. Scraped my right hand and knee as well.
Things just got too much, you know?
Had really minor tearful breakdown, other friends from class were really nice and helped me the rest of the way there, but it still bloody hurt. I could not do the test, obviously.
Kind of a perk, but really, I'd actually been looking forward to see if I'd improved. And it really sucks, because I'm supposed to go to workout both tomorrow and Friday, too, and now I can't and I really just want to loose weight, not gaining it by being unable to exercise for three days, a week, who knows?
So, yeah, burrowed a cell phone and called my mother and cried some more and ranted and she's just great as always and was all like "Deep calming breath" and "Now you go home and you relax and put some cold on it and read some fanfiction!" and "Screw it, you don't have to go to the presentation tomorrow, you're calling in sick" and all sorts of amazing things like that. I love her. Like a lot.
So, now:
Lying in my bed, having practically just stumbled to the toilet because I had to pee, got some cold on my really swollen and HURTY ankle and writing this rambling post because I needed it.
I might read some fanfic from the travel fair or rewatch some S1 episodes of White Collar.
*HUGGLES YOU ALL*
And to those of you I've met in real life: FUCK I MISS YOU GUYS!