One Week in Olivia's Life: Tuesday

If Mondays are hard. Tuesdays are harder.
Again, with the 6am wakeup. I stress a bit about school or life or homework, go through the usual breakfast-evasion techniques (or if I'm brave, I'll get something small so I don't faint) and make sure I have a drinkbottle. Normal water if I have a quiet day, sugarwater if I know I'll be busy/need my brain in the afternoon. I get to school, go to the library, then to first period.
Physics.
I don't like Physics, and I don't understand it. Not one little bit. The teacher makes remarks about how I'm not very good at Maths and how I don't have the background for the subject, and I stress out. Like, a lot. After Physics is English, which is okay. I usually zone out or write a story. It's not like I don't understand the work, and all I struggle with is that awful mental block I have on writing essays.
Interval, I go to the library. It's my one interval off with nothing I'm meant to do. That's always a bit cool. I leave early though, because I'm so often struggling with actually being social. :/
Period three is Spanish. A short period, thank goodness. Except, it's only shortened because of assembly. *sadface*
Assemblies are HORRIBLE. I'm not even exaggerating. A cramped hall full of people? Hellooo, claustrophobia. I'm almost considering skipping assemblies altogether; they suck.
Lunch = choir and no food. Southern Hesperides, so it's pretty fun (not as fun as Barock, not as stressful as Tutti). Then Maths (eugh) and Media Studies (hmm). Then hometime! And I get left home alone on Tuesday nights, so it's not really such a horrible day.. ish. Some nights I sit on Skype and bother people because I'm terrified that if I don't I'll do something stupid.

Okay, I need sleep.
(: Skittles, peace and pukekos,
- Olivia