As said up there^ ... today was on icky day. Almost nothing went right. At all. It started out alright, I was able to sleep in! Hallelujah! I didn't wake up until 7:35, outta bed at 7:50. On Wednesdays, we have late start; school doesn't start until 8:25. ...I never get that, though, because I have voice lessons at 7:30 AM on Wednesdays. Today, however, I had my lesson at 11:30 because I no longer have a fourth period class. Thank goodness that Calculus is OVER! So, I had happy sleep this morning. :) Ever since then, the day had gone down hill. English was bleh, as usual. I forgot my cello at my house, so I was late to seminary because I needed to run home and grab that. Then I remembered I needed food for Chamber Singers (Christmas party), so I stopped by at Walmart. (Where I saw my ex-biology teacher. He was on his prep. It was kinda strange.) Then I had a test in History. It was an open-book/take-home test, so better than most tests, but a test nonetheless. Then I quickly bought a bagel for lunch, then quickly drove over to my voice lesson. After that, I went over to Twin for my second half of the day. I went to the bathroom and discovered that it is that unpleasant time of the month. Then in Chemistry I realized we have a test tomorrow on something that I barely even know anything about because I was gone on Monday (taking my Calc final). Then in Chamber Singers for our Christmas party people voted to watch the Grinch. For one, I don't even like that movie very much. For two, I will be watching that movie next week in Chemistry. Bah humbug. While watching the Grinch, I started to feel like crap. Stupid periods. Ughh, cramps, headaches, etcetera. (Plus, the guy I sorta have a little crush on called me Rachel, grr. I wish people would just call me Elizabeth, and not mix up my name, EVER!) By Jive I felt like I was gonna die. My insides were exploding. I took some ibuprofen, but that didn't help right away. Plus, I was exhausted. We worked on choreography, and I looked like an idiot because I couldn't concentrate on what I was doing. Apparently, I also looked like I was going to pass out. Swell. I just wanted to go home and sleep. But after school I had a cello lesson, and by the time my lesson was over, the ibuprofen had kicked in. Which is good, yeah, but then I felt like sleeping wasn't a priority. So I didn't go to sleep when I got home. Then Kendall called me and asked if he could borrow my history notes. I said I'd drop them off on the way to mutual and pick them up on the way back. I was running late for mutual because we were going caroling and my mom made me change clothes to something 'warmer.' (What I was wearing at first was warmer than what I changed in to. I got to Kendall's house and called him to tell him to come get my notes, but he wasn't even at his house. I was frustrated and in a hurry, and I couldn't understand what he was saying, so I just threw my notes in his driveway and drove off. Caroling for mutual was freezing and boring. After mutual I went back to Kendall's house to pick up my notes, and (here comes the "Pinch of Joy") he gave me a plate of cookies. :) That totally made my day. :D But then I went home, and my mom yelled at me. A lot. So yeah, icky day with a pinch of joy. But I know that I have many reasons to be happy and thankful, and there are many people who would look at my crummy day as an incredible blessing of a day. I think I'm just really hormonal and stuff. :/ Sorry everyone, I'll try to be more pleasant.
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