Michiru dreads waking for morning class.
EDIT: Rin and Archer. So cool. Rin is so cute when she blushes.
Ugh, what is this? I feel like I'm blushing, and I feel warm, but I'm not sick, or... anything. I woke up feeling this way for many mornings recently... but it feels like a good warmth...
8AM is way too early for class... okay, well, for me it is. It's a rather large class too. There must be... almost 300 students in that room!
Luckily, most of my classes aren't far from my dorm. I haven't any need to ride buses this quarter at all. It's nice that I can simply walk to class... how annoying it must be if I were to live off-campus with such a wacky schedule-- it's morning class, sometimes afternoon, and always night class. Such a big gap inbetween.
I've been finding myself wanting to stay under the covers-- more so than usual. You know how a lot of the times when you wake in the morning, you just don't want to get out of bed? I feel like that, but it's stronger than usual. The blankets feel nice, the pillow is soft... and it's just warm. Very, very warm... almost as if someone was holding me, as close as they possibly could; it's just... comfortable. And nicely enough, my imagination hasn't left me yet.
I push myself out of bed anyway, get ready for class, and go to class. No matter how much I feel like I do not want to go to class, I always go. If I'm sick, I go. If I'm tired, I go. I always go to class... it's just been a weird quirk of mine. Even when class is boring, even when I can easily skip the class and have no consequence, I always go to class.
Maybe it's not just that. My general feeling lately hasn't been exactly positive-- I always wake feeling either positive or feeling just neutral, but I always find that near the end of the day, I'm entirely exhausted, or I just get a little sad... feeling maybe a little depressed, over something, which I really don't know what. Negative thoughts fill my mind, and I just keep telling myself to SHUT UP and it won't. (Maybe it's because when things calm down at night, I can actually hear myself think.)
I feel like sometimes the work I do isn't satisfactory enough.
But enough about that. If I pour out about how bad I feel, I'm afraid it'll make others feel bad.
And I only want to truly believe happiness to be contagious.
A small part of me is saying when I walk into painting class tomorrow, she'll tell me, "I'm sorry, I know I told you that I'd give you the permission code today to add the class... but we can't hold anymore."
I don't want to think like this.
Ugh, what is this? I feel like I'm blushing, and I feel warm, but I'm not sick, or... anything. I woke up feeling this way for many mornings recently... but it feels like a good warmth...
8AM is way too early for class... okay, well, for me it is. It's a rather large class too. There must be... almost 300 students in that room!
Luckily, most of my classes aren't far from my dorm. I haven't any need to ride buses this quarter at all. It's nice that I can simply walk to class... how annoying it must be if I were to live off-campus with such a wacky schedule-- it's morning class, sometimes afternoon, and always night class. Such a big gap inbetween.
I've been finding myself wanting to stay under the covers-- more so than usual. You know how a lot of the times when you wake in the morning, you just don't want to get out of bed? I feel like that, but it's stronger than usual. The blankets feel nice, the pillow is soft... and it's just warm. Very, very warm... almost as if someone was holding me, as close as they possibly could; it's just... comfortable. And nicely enough, my imagination hasn't left me yet.
I push myself out of bed anyway, get ready for class, and go to class. No matter how much I feel like I do not want to go to class, I always go. If I'm sick, I go. If I'm tired, I go. I always go to class... it's just been a weird quirk of mine. Even when class is boring, even when I can easily skip the class and have no consequence, I always go to class.
Maybe it's not just that. My general feeling lately hasn't been exactly positive-- I always wake feeling either positive or feeling just neutral, but I always find that near the end of the day, I'm entirely exhausted, or I just get a little sad... feeling maybe a little depressed, over something, which I really don't know what. Negative thoughts fill my mind, and I just keep telling myself to SHUT UP and it won't. (Maybe it's because when things calm down at night, I can actually hear myself think.)
I feel like sometimes the work I do isn't satisfactory enough.
But enough about that. If I pour out about how bad I feel, I'm afraid it'll make others feel bad.
And I only want to truly believe happiness to be contagious.
A small part of me is saying when I walk into painting class tomorrow, she'll tell me, "I'm sorry, I know I told you that I'd give you the permission code today to add the class... but we can't hold anymore."
I don't want to think like this.