
April Fools ! Guess what was my mood depending on today's weather? It was sunny, and not to cold, so I was fairly happy, but tired. When I woke up this morning I thought "Today's just going to be boring, and everything's gonna be all wrong, I have that feeling." Going to school today, with a confusion and worries, wasn't the best thing ever. My head was clogged with unnecessary worries, and some feelings I realized I still had. Even though I knew I wasn't supposed to have that feeling of love again, I couldn't help it. I kept telling myself, "Don't do it, just erase that feeling."
I headed to class, mind clear, and for now focused on schoolwork. I kept my mind off my minor problems and laughed the classes away. I knew that soon I would solve this problem anyways. Then it comes to P.E, fourth period of the day. Prepared for the bowling test, I set my mind for that big "A" on my test. Even though my teacher wouldn't let me fix my test after I turned it in, I was mad, but I knew that I should take life as it goes. I should just deal with it, it would be at least only 2 questions wrong. That was one of my problems I had fixed today. I went to D period with my mind filled with the feeling of wanted a romance again. I knew that I was jealous of my friends who had their own love. I keep telling myself that one day I would find someone, even though I was only in middle school. Back in D period, I was laughing and forgetting all my worries. I made plans to go to Melissa's house for the Nutrition Project for science. And that pretty much made my day. After I write all of this, I realize that I'm just writing about my day, which I really hate. Well, at least it's not in bullets or numbered.
I'll just end this blog as that I have finally made my decision about my unwanted feelings: My feelings are true, and I really can't get rid of it. This is really cheesy, but it's true. All I have to worry about is that if you find out or not.
Night, night Blogspot. I'll write more soon, cause I won't fail you now.
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