So yesterday was a pretty bad day.
I cried in school - yeah pathetic I know, crying in school is the worst thing to possibly do.
Especially when there's people around.Yeah, so I was crying into my friend and the others got really quiet and someone said
"Hey what's wrong are you crying?" And then this guy called Rory - who is OK actually - made a huge fuss and I could have killed him.Me being the smiley, cheerful and bubbly one of the group then tried desperately to stop crying by knuckling my eyes - which is painful and makes your eyes sting. I wouldn't recommend doing it. So I sat there staring at the floor whilst they all stared at me, trying to figure out if I was having a mental breakdown.
I wasn't, obviously. I was crying because I was sad, which is what normal people do.
Mental breakdowns are where you lose it and you start doing crazy things.
Which again, I wouldn't recommend doing. It's not fun.So I was being a baby and they were making a huge deal and that's that.
Today was OK I guess.
The bus journey was a drag and this guy sat next to me.
Normally I'm lonely and no one sits next to me unless they have to.
This guy was called Andrea, who really seems to hate me.
"Anyone sitting here?" He asks in his Italian accent. I shake my head and so he grabs my bag that was on the seat and bloody chucks it at me so I go,
"Excuse you, retard." So he glares at me
"Well your bag was in my way. It's an fucking ugly bag too, ugly just like its owner."
"Suck dick, asshole."
So then he shoves me into the window so I take out my pen and aim for his face, mainly his eyes.So I ended up with a big scratch mark on my hand and he ended up with lines and stab marks on his face.
I really hate him.Anyway, the only highlight was music and lunch.
I play piano and I'm working on Grade 4, going on Grade 5.
So I was in my natural habitat during music. I really enjoy it.At lunch, me and my smol group went down to music for band practice.
Last year we performed in front of the whole school and everyone seemed to like it, so I guess that means we were good. We performed Wonder Wall by Oasis. It's a good song.We forgot were busy practicing Boulevard Of Broken Dreams by Greenday so we about lunch so I almost starved - but this guy called Theo bought a bread roll, flapjack and a drink.
He's a total sweetheart to me at times and I feel bad for not liking him back.
I have my eye on someone elseThis is it for today, so bye for now.
~ Fangirl_Extreme_22
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