I hurt my knee today playing soccer in PE. Some black fat girl stepped on my foot and I went down. I did distract everyone while Luke scored a goal. That's beneficiary I guess. I scored one earlier in the game, too. I had a sense of accomplishment that lasted only about half an hour since I noticed that no one actually cared at all.
I've found recently that I've been happy when I really shouldn't be. I wake up from a afternoon nap and have a smile on my face that I have no idea why it's there. I then become aware it's there, but it stays there. I have nothing to look forward to. So why don't you leave?
Honestly, I've been doing fine in school in social standards. I have somewhere to sit at lunch and I have someone to talk to in most of my classes. Outside of school I haven't hung out with anyone since Monday. Which isn't too bad, but I feel as if I am in a rut. Maybe the smile just wants me to see the optimistic side. Is it possible for a pessimist to change to optimist?
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