The Depression Bus.

Today my mood went okay to bad. It was one of those sad moods that come out of nowhere, built up from small annoyances, and make you wanna go home and cry even though there's no big reason to.

I stayed after school though I wish I hadn't. I wouldn't have if I had just turned my work for CG in on time. But I left early, caught an early bus, and got home before 5:00 PM.

My day started out with CG as every school morning does. We are starting to cut out our quality works so I decided to start on mines that morning. And it was just going so wrong. Of course, I would be that person that jacks up their concentration. I can't tell if it was the blade or the ruler I was using. Perhaps both.

Then, I went off to take a Spanish test for two periods. I didn't know how annoying that test would be. And I'm pretty sure I failed. We were supposed to read, write, listen, and speak Spanish. After doing half the test, I was sooo done. I stopped trying and I stopped caring.

I went to my Chemistry test which wasn't bad. I went to lunch after that and forced down this Turkey Pepperoni Hot Pocket. The first time I ate it, it was pretty good. After that, it tasted less delicious. And today, it tasted plain disgusting. It felt dry but the bread was soggy. And I felt nauseous watching other people eat at the same time. I was trying to study for Calculus but my friends were being obnoxious and talking too much.

Then I went to the inductions practice. And that's when my mood officially went sour. I already realized that I have no smart friends. At least not any close ones. I was sitting almost by myself while everyone was in their own cliques, joking around with each other. Then my ultimate crush and his girlfriend was sitting two seats down from me. It was the worst. I realized how perfect his girlfriend is. And how perfect they are. And I felt disgusted at them and myself. Previously, I wanted to run for office for NHS but I realized that I'm probably the most awkward loser there and no one would actually vote for me.

I found out they have heads of committees so I may just do that. I left early because of my Calc test so I probably missed the opportunity for that actually.

My Calc test kind of lifted up my mood. Two out of three of the questions I had in the bag. Whatever that means. Question 3 was horrible. And if I did everything else correct, I got a C. Which is depressing actually. :(

I found out I left my Gatorade in the auditorium. More sadness.

Then I went to CG to send in work and went home.

On the bus, I was in such deep thought that I would've almost missed my stop if someone else hadn't rung the bell. And when I was on the bus to my town, the bus driver missed my stop even though I rang in on time  and so I had to walk a longer distance home. I went home and ate all the things I could find and went to sleep.

On the bus, I came up with this idea of The Depression Bus. It was this bus that you ride when you're feeling down and you don't know what to do with yourself and where you should be isn't where you wanna be and all you wanna do is sit and cry. I would ride that bus (it may be free, maybe not) and I'd just sit and ride for as long as I want. I'd wrap myself in a blanket and look out the window and think for a long time and cry if I needed to and no one would talk to me.