throwing up on the floor rn

My last two entries were SO pessimistic, I'm really sorry, I was kinda doing bad... If you somehow couldn't tell LMAO

Yeah, first day back, I wish someone threw a bomb at me. I went there, listened to the random nothingburger ceremony speak and then went home. Everything around one hour, but I felt like I came back from a 12 hour factory shift. Another talk how this school is our second home, a place to develop passions, you wish girl. I was so exhausted when I was finally home, I genuinely considered taking a nap, knowing damn well I have to go back tomorrow, and I never do that. I just decided to get myself back on feet and I survived till this hour.

Maybe it's the waking up at 7, maybe it's the standing for longer than 5 minutes after not leaving the house for months, maybe it's just the amount of social interaction I had, maybe it was the weather, I don't know.

Two boys from my previous school (my city is big but occurances like this are still common) and two girls I don't know joined our class. I don't know how I will navigate here now. My current classmates already probably hate me, but whatever. I don't like them either. Some of them are really cold.

Other irrelevant things that happened... changed my shoelaces to be those star ones (I hope the person who made the tutorial on Pinterest chokes on a hazelnut, SLOW DOWN), downloaded MuseScore to attempt at remembering music but I forgot everything, listening to a new song on repeat till I want to throw up and watching YouTube videos again.

Deco songs are really a hit or miss for me, this time it was a HARD hit

Nothing interesting. But I like this, talking like that and putting my thoughts into words helps me. Farewell imaginary audience, until next time.