1/19/2018

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today was a horrible day.

in first period, nate showed me an app I could use to play old ds games.
second period we finished our thing on energy sources and I made very awkward small talk with my partner.
third period, we went over our answers for the study guide. I got all the answers.
fourth period we read our books.
fifth period, we went over more shit about slopes and my teacher moved me into a group of dim-witted extroverts.
during lunch I got a pretzel but chrissy was hungry as well (I didn't have dinner last night nor breakfast this morning) but I gave it to her because i'm too soft to say no. I drew for the remainder of lunch.
here's where everything fell apart.

I arrived in spanish class, took the warmup sheet from the desk holding them, and sat at my seat. you-know-who and my pal chance sat down and we all began to work on the warmup together, like we've been doing for the past 3 months when my teacher walks in.
she stands at the front of the room and says:
"we're all switching seats today."
to a normal person, this would be fun. for me however, it was not. I felt like crying and I almost did. I felt my eyes burn and tears begin to fill but before they could drop down you-know-who asked me if I was okay. I smiled and nodded weakly. of course I wasn't okay. I had grown attached to my seat and the person who inhabited the seat next to mine. I was so upset.
she assigned us our seats and you-know-who stopped me when I was walking to mine and asked if I was sitting at his table. I said no quietly and walked past him slowly. I rested my head on my arm and copied down the notes on the board in a grim manner. apparently my teacher noticed and wrote to me in spanish: "why are you said today?"
I responded: "because we moved seats but it's all good."
she said: "i'm sorry, it'll get better."
I thanked her and thought about how much she actually cared about me.
when the bell rung and I began to pack up my things when you-know-who walked past. for a moment, I noticed he stopped in front of my new seat, but kept walking.
I'm about to go over my friend rose's house but I feel horrible today.
-d⃣e⃣l⃣

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