Off

On Monday I was feeling off. If that makes sense. I was there. I was me, but I wasn't totally me.

In the morning I was quieter than usual. I knew it, my friends sensed it. But I made no effort to change it. I just felt like I didn't have anything to say so I kept quiet if that makes sense. It probably doesn't. Oh well.

As the day progressed I got slightly better. I enjoyed talking and laughing with the semi friends (classmates if we're being honest) in English. In French I found out I got an 86 on my last test. And that pissed me off. What the hell, it's my last one and I got a B on it. I don't even know how to express my anger at that.

Lunch with friends was god and better.

Math I found out I got an 87 on my last test. And I was on cloud 9. I couldn't be happier! (Seeing the irony there?)  It's the highest I've ever gotten on a math test. I was happy and proud of myself. My grade is now an 85 in the class. Ugh, I'd like an A. But it'll hopefully stay a B.

My break was fine and I ended up writing another chapter in my story. I have reached 90 pages!

I went to my last class which was relocated because someone had thrown up in the class.

We watched Black Swan and discussed it. Upon seeing it again I admit I like it a little more. I hadn't liked it the first time I watched it and that was probably because I watched it with my parents. Most awkward thing ever.

But it's an alright to pretty good film.

I ended the day eating dinner by myself at home (even though everyone was home) and that kind of depressed me. But whatever.