I woke up this morning feeling pretty well rested. I noticed that there was sunshine. I thought to myself "wait a minute, there's no sunshine...". I checked my phone and noticed two things. First, I'm about two hours past when the bus is supposed to come. Second, my alarm was turned off. I cursed for a few minutes then got out of bed and started walking around. I thought about how the coffee maker was preset and I going to take a test on linear programming and graphing today as well as a story I didn't read. It rested in my mind for a few moments and texted my mom saying "my alarm didn't go off...". Suddenly, it clicked. Why do I feel happy? I'm going to be grounded or worse yet I feel happy. I go through life, school days and weekends included, feeling sad. Yet, today, I feel joyous. Just the other day I daydreamed (during algebra 2, of course) that I still wouldn't feel happy being out of school. Here I am now. *The garage is opening. Doomsday has arrived. Mom is here. ~10:13am* *Cancel that, she didn't care ~10:16am* I cracked a joke to myself, made some waffles, brewed the coffee, then plopped down on the computer listening to The Nationals feeling good.
Now, here's the questions: (I have hated school ever since kindergarten and always wanted to leave.) Do you think school is the bane of my existence? Am I bipolar or has a the extra hours of sleep made me delusionally happy? (I'm sad on the weekends. Could not going to school really be such a big deal?) Is it merely the act of breaking the cycle of my daily life? Am I finally loosing it and sooner or later I'm going to buy a hockey mask and go on a rampage for a 5 mile radius? (Joking...)
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