One Week in Olivia's Life: Monday

Mondays have always been hard. Well, hard might be an understatement. I wake up in the morning (sudden urge to write "feeling like P Diddy" there, but I am not Ke$ha (thank-freaking-god)) at 6am, and usually I'm exhausted because I've spent the last night feeling shitty and dreading school. I get all ready for school, accompanied with some habitual slicing of my own thigh, and skip breakfast. I try to be quick, but I'm always quite slow (thankyoouu internet: wasting Olivia's time in the mornings since 2010) and my Mum and brother end up hatin' on me for it. My brother blames Mum, then I get lectured the whole way about being considerate etcetera etcetera. I do my best, honestly. I just don't want to go to school. Is that so hard to realize?

Enter Olivia here, walking into school complete with bag over her shoulder. I try and look down when I walk, because I don't like seeing people look at me. I go straight to the library and annoy my friends until the first class of the day; the oh-so-dreaded Spanish. Yeah, I hate Spanish. It isn't the teacher or the class, more my horrible memory and inability to remember to do ANYTHING. Next class is English; it's okay, but I can't stand a lot of people in the class. At least it's balanced out with some friends. After that is interval, which I either spend in the library or at choir in the hall. Choir, I love. Singing is my drug. :3 Whenever I don't have choir, I don't really know what to do with myself.

Period three is Geography. Oh, joy. Perhaps the most relevant class of my day to becoming a pilot, I.. I try and pay attention. Of course I fail miserably, we all know how easily distracted I am. Ooh, shiny...
But seriously, I do like Geography. It's a small class and I get along with them all, and it isn't too hard. I do miss Friday Fundays though.. they were awesome, last term. After period three, I either go to formtime or choir. Formtimes are tedious, although we do have a new teacher now and I haven't made it to one of her classes yet. One of the things that made them tedious was that we had it in the gym, which is ages away.. I don't know if we've moved yet, but I sure hope so. After formtime, unless I have choir, I might either hang out with my friends or go to an environment meeting. Either one is fun. If I have choir, I will have skipped formtime to climb up the hill to OBHS. I like walking up the hill. We get to talk to each other and chill, and then when we get there we get to hang out and sing with the boys. This choir's Barock, so it's more relaxing because there are less people. I hate big groups of people. I skip lunch, because it's hard to eat&walk/eat&sing. And because I can't stand eating in front of people, it suits me just fine.

When choir is done, we walk back to school and go to class. I have Media Studies. Media is one of my favourite subjects, because I have friends in the class. I don't get to spend much time with them except for in Media, so yeah. After that, I have Maths. And I hate Maths. 'Nuff said. Then I get to go home, and I basically just post on bephotohappy and use the internet and stuff, and if I'm feeling really active (even though I'm quite lazy) I'll go to Taekwon Do.

Mondays are hard because I'm always so damn tired. It takes me so much not to fall asleep in class, and then I'm usually a bit hungry (sadly) by the end of the day, so yeah. Today was certainly no exception, except I did end up getting brave enough to eat my lunch and then I got really hungry in Media. oO It was strange. I've been on a little bit of a low today, not manic but not super depressed either. I felt kind of.. normal. Except I was empty, so does that count as depressed? Emotionless? idk.

Also; butterfly is back on my wrist. Last week was a long week full of performances, and I wasn't able to do it. But I did okay, only two superficial cuts. Better than before I started the project!

Anywho, I'd better go try and sleep. (actually I need to read over an essay exemplar for Media.)
smiles, peace, grapes and sunshine,
- Olivia