I walked down the crowded halls of my school like any normal day. I greeted a few of my friends before walking from the cafeteria to my first class, which happens to be math (Honors Geometry if you must be specific). I sat in my normal seat and the class went by like normal. During homeroom, which is after the first period for some reason, my boyfriend came into the room and just kind of hung around, like usual. Then he walked with me to my second-period class, English, and after that ended he walked with me to my third-period class, science (fine, specifically Honors Bio, happy?).
Everything happened as usual for the rest of the school day as well. It was a Monday, so I was, as most others were, dreading the days between the current moment and the weekend. I went through Phys. Ed, lunch, Italian, social studies, and choir almost robotically other than random moments with my friends. However, it all seemed so boring. I almost wished that something would cause a change, but at the same time, I didn't care a lot because I preferred the idea of keeping my friends and family, and I knew that wishing for change could very possibly bring unwanted change.
After school, I debated between hanging out with either my friends or my boyfriend in the library, but I decided to simply go home and try to work on homework there. Which really only leads to me getting distracted and going on Wattpad to read. I needed to stop procrastinating, but stories are the only changes in my life, so I struggled with the choice to actually do the logical thing and study or to continue reading. I wound up with the typical, extremely annoying choice, of reading until it gets late and then rushing to do my homework late at night or in the morning.
Now, that is a normal occurrence, but my grades are actually good, I only have a B-, a B+, and the rest of my grades are As (not A-s, there is no longer such a thing as an A+ where I live). Don't ask how my grades happen, I don't really get it myself, except that when I go to the main library to study without distractions (which up until recently was a rare occurrence), I actually manage to focus.
A/N: So, I don't really know what I am writing, I think that this is a random rant honestly. Not everything is exactly as it is irl, but most of what is written is fairly accurate to what I experience. I think that I might just randomly post on this and kind of use it to rant or organize my thoughts. So, please excuse whatever this blob is. Today was actually a snow day, and my focus on what I had to do was almost non-existent.
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RandomSo, I'm writing this completely on a whim. I don't really know why, but whatever. This will probably be made up of stories that are rants-in-disguise or just something random that helped to clear my brain. Idk.