Thursday, September 5th, 2024

I had an awful day today. Was I late for school? well no. I was actually on time, believe it or not, but the cost? I forgot to take those damn meds. So it's all fine and dandy making it to school on time but not if your brain can't function to actually process any information. It's only my second day but I already want it to all be over. I can't believe it's my senior year. I feel like I still remember the first day of kindergarten. Boy was I excited. I was so proud of the fact I could tie my own shoes, and me and my friends would have deep discussions about which station to go to next. "wanna colour, or play house?" I miss the days when life was that simple.

My semester should be just fine, though. I have English third block, and math last block. I have two spares in the morning, as I'm working then. Morning spares are wonderful. The days I am working, it's nice to just get it over with and have the afternoon to myself. And the days I'm not working I get to sleep in. Sleeping is one of my favorite activities ever. In fact the may as well just call me sleeping beauty. Only difference between me and her is that not even a cute boy kissing me could wake me up. No sir, I will sleep like a boulder if given the chance. Unfortunately for me, I'm a night owl. So most of my sleeping hours are spent, well, doing stuff like this. Writing journal entries and playing Minecraft. What a great game. Minecraft. Man props to the creators for creating such a work of art.

But I suppose I should explain why my day was awful. Well see, when I don't take my meds, I am overcome with a strong urge to devour every cookie in sight. And throw myself of a bridge. But I would go a well fed, cookie stuffed human. Anyways, besides that, without meds my brain will shut down and completely cease to focus. On anything. Important or not. Amazingly enough, it's incredibly difficult to get any work done in that sort of state. No meds and my mental capacity is about that of a mosquito. And in all honesty I probably resemble one too. Small, annoying constantly running into things and as useless as olive oil in a car. No blood sucking though, for the benefit of everyone. So I guess nothing specifically bad happened, but my state of mind was far from enchanting. It's hard to be whimsical and sparkly when the world is so bleak.

A genius, I am not. This is evident by my grades. I do well in Social and English, but anything math and science related got me on my knees begging for it to stop. It physically hurts. Doing math and science, that is. I'm just not gifted in that department. Unfortunately schools for some reason require me to be able to find the vertex of a parabola, and simplify quadratic equations, as if that'll somehow help me pay my taxes, buy a house and raise a family. Don't get me wrong, English isn't much better. Last time I checked Shakespeare didn't put gas in my car or pay rent. But he's more interesting than factoring, that's for sure.

Anyways, that's all for today. Hopefully I remember the meds tomorrow, and hopefully my day goes better.

We're all mad here, but all the best people are.