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Bleeding Rose

Moods of the day

Fri Nov 6, 2009, 1:19 AM
Right, I never keep track of time, so I’m not putting the time though I’m going to list down my moods of the day in chronological order:

My mother wakes me up, so I’m not happy because I have to wake up.
She reminds me that we’re going to some wedding today, so I cheer up because that’s an excuse to wear a pretty dress, but I’m not sure how I would look.
I do all my usual morning stuff and become a bit disappointed that it wasn’t darker outside, because that means I took longer to do everything.
I eat breakfast and worry a very tiny bit that I might be late for school.
I’m tired.
I cheer up because I’m going to my form class and I like my form teacher because he’s weird and thinks that the school is weird.
My mood goes a bit down because a boy had arrived at the same time as me and whenever he comes, a bit of the fun just goes away.
I become disappointed that we can’t have a longer form period because we have assembly.
The assembly is held in the hall this time and not at the usual grandstand, so I’m puzzled.
The hall had recently been used for a junior school play called “Beauty is a Beast” and has a very weird picture above the stage so I get a little creeped out.
I sneeze, and…I’m not happy.
The acting principal tells us how talented our school is and proves it. I feel a little jealous, but I think I was slightly cheered up. Again.
I get amused because some football people didn’t get medals. That was actually because they’d got them already, but still…
I go to class and my mood drops a bit when I found out that the website on which I did my online homework (twice) didn’t register the fact that I did.
I get bored because the teacher plays a “short” video about probability.
The class is dismissed and I go change for PE, which, for me, is a very troublesome thing to do.
I find out that the class was dismissed too early and have to button back up and return to class. My mood’s sort of a shaking-my-head-and-not-believing-this type.
Ten minutes later, class is dismissed for real and I have to change for PE.
It’s raining, and I hope we wouldn’t have to use the field. I find out my friends aren’t in their PE clothes. I’m disappointed.
My friends change into their PE clothes. Yay. I find out we’re doing netball again. Boo. I’m a bit happy that we’re not doing any more physical health tests.
I was a little surprised that I wasn’t picked last (I think).
I find out that I’m goalkeeper again, and I’m not good at that. Then I find out my friend’s the other team’s goalshooter, so we got to stand in the same ring and talk.
I’m not very happy, and I wonder how to smash a netball in anger.
A teammate wants to switch with me, so I’m not too cheery.
I almost got the ball a few times so I was proud and then disappointed, proud and then disappointed. And I get my name yelled a few times, just like I predicted.
I saw a very pretty patch of grass not in the spot we were playing. I think it’s funny that the part of my shirt under the too-small shredded-edged netball bib wasn’t wet.
I’m told to collect everyone’s bibs. Gah. Then I hang them up in the gym, which was air-conditioned. I’m not sweating, but it was nice anyway. The teacher comes in and thanks me, but that doesn’t change much. Then she leaves and another teacher comes in and thanks me.
I find out all my friends had left the canteen already, so I eat alone at a place which should be someone else’s spot.
I go to the library for a disappointingly short time.
I get a bit worried because I didn’t do the homework which my teacher normally doesn’t check.
The teacher tells us part of his life story and tells us how he shows off to other people he looks down on. I laugh.
I find out we’re doing a science experiment. I don’t like experiments. What’s more, it’s titration.
I get a lab partner pretty quickly, and another person came to join us, so yay.
One of my lab partner drips acid into the flask scarily quickly, and I worry that we might put in too much.
I laugh because the lab partner was not dripping acid to neutralise the base, but was trying to get a “nice” number on the burette’s scale.
The experiment was finished pretty fast and our two results were very close, so I’m happy. Then another teacher comes in and reminds us that we’re going to camp. I kind of hit depression mode, because we’re going back to the Outward Bounds School. Then I find out that I got the wrong forms.
I read some of my correct forms and there were bits which I had to sign, which stated that my school and the Outward Bounds School would not be responsible for any injuries, illnesses or diseases contracted, loss or damage to valuable items…or death. Oh, no, no, noooo.
I find the teacher after school and get the correct forms. My sister’s ready to go home, but I have to go to my locker, so she expresses her irritation. Then a girl with a very high-pitched voice was sounding sooo annoying.
I’m irritated that my bag’s so heavy and bulky.
I see a dog and my sister coos, and I’m not so angry any more.
I tell my sister that I got the forms for camp, and she suggested I write that I was allergic to everything. I try to make myself feel better by thinking up all the things I could write in the “Medical conditions or histories” part of the form.
I read a form and find out that camp was only five days. Yay!!! It’s one day more than last year, which was one day more than the previous years, but still less than what other people have told me.
I shower and think all this up, and cheer up.
I wish one of my dresses was a nice light-green or light-blue colour instead of the shocking pink I’d picked out.
I go to the kitchen, thinking I’m hungry, and wasn’t happy that I was drinking water because drinking on an empty stomach hurts.
My stomach didn’t hurt! Then I have a chocolate biscuit which didn’t taste as good as I’d thought it would.
My doggy wants to sit on my lap. I pull him up, then become somewhat amused that his strawberry toy had come up with him.
The strawberry falls off and my dog wants to follow it. He sits up and looks at me, pointing his nose at me. I let him down, and felt nothing.
I’m a bit hurried because my sister seems to want to use the computer.
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