The 2nd Book of Me

Spirit Week!

A/N: I realize this is late and I'm sorry! My week has just been crazy. I'm dedicating this part to Brooke because she was with me through all the ups and downs. So ily sista :)

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Hello, everyone! So, as I'm writing this, it's Tuesday. I decided today that I was going to write this gradually until it's ready to be published at the end of the week. So, let's get started!

My spirit week started off with Cowboy/Western day, where I wore a plaid shirt with the sleeves rolled to my elbows (I swear I love wearing those shirts), and with it I wore some jeans and cowboy boots. Well, as close as cowboy boots as I own. They're cute cowboy boots.

I bought Applejack from My Little Pony as a prop since she's all western. I at first questioned whether or not I'd get in trouble since she didn't have a hat (no, the stuffed animal I bought didn't come with a hat which is dumb but anyway), but then I thought... If anyone knows a thing about MLP, they'll have a clue. If not, their loss. I also had with me a straw cowboy hat, that I mostly wore attached to my back since it didn't fit too well.

Monday was when I wrote the previous part of this book, so if you didn't read that, that's when I found out I was going to be in the homecoming court. Well, I thought so, but I didn't know exactly. Monday night, I couldn't sleep because of stress. I know, "Danielle, you should be happy," well... Yeah. I am, but I was still stressed up until now.

All this "stress" rose over time and overwhelmed me today (Tuesday) and yesterday (Monday). First of all, I'm stressing over my grades. Secondly, I was worried about homecoming, and there's other stuff too but not related to that stuff.

It all kept me up last night and then, it all came out today (Tuesday) in fourth period. That class already stresses me out, so it all just kind of bursted.

I'll explain that in a second, though. Let me start at the beginning.

(Just remember that, through this explanation, I'm writing this on Tuesday. Thanks. :3)

Today started with me still coming to school stressed as can be. No matter how many times I tried to phrase in my head what I would ask about homecoming court, nothing sounded right and so it bothered me this morning. I was originally going to ask about it this morning, but I decided that I'd wait to see if I heard something about it today on the announcements before looking like an idiot.

I didn't hear the morning announcements, so that worried me.

Various drama things happened today to top my homecoming worries. In fourth period, it all came down on me ruthlessly and I started crying for no reason. I just thought that I wouldn't find out everything I needed to in time, and so I'd not be able to get everything done that I needed to.

If you don't know this about me, you'll learn really quickly that I don't just go with the flow. I have to have a map, and a plan. Everything has to be done according to how it's supposed to be done, and I always have to be ready and sure it's right. I don't know why I'm like that, but it'll help me in the future I guess.

Anyway, so that happened. ☹

Today was hippie day, but for me it was more like hipster day. I wore a flower crown, combat boots, skinny jeans, and a colorful peace sign shirt. Not too hippy, but it worked. I bet I looked dumb crying in a flower crown. -.-

Good news, though! After I scribbled my emotions down on a piece of paper, wadded it up, threw away, and took some deep breaths, I was fine.

You see, unlike a lot of people who punch walls and slam doors, I don't. Sure, I've had the occasional door slam through my teenage years, but that isn't too common. If I have the chance, I'll sit down and write out my feelings. If it's on paper, I'll crumple it up and throw it away. If it's on my iPad, I delete it. And then I feel better.