New Day

So last night was probably the worst night that I can remember experiencing in all of my existence. What's sad is that I'm not even being sarcastic. Boyfriend and I had had a... little tiff and neither of us realized the effects it would have on us. It bothered me a heck of a lot more than it did him, and after he realized where I was coming from, he was experiencing the same hurt-feeling as me. It was not fun. After I considered a break up for the first time ever with him, many many tears, and lots of blubberd talking, we got it all worked out. The aftermath of the tiff was still present when I woke up this morning though giving a whole new meaning to the phrase, "Today feels like a Monday.." So after about 3 hours of sleeping, or more realistically just laying down with my eyes closed, it was time for school. Today was also the first day of the new term of the trimester schedule. I used to always get really nervous at the beginning of each new term because I wondered if I would get a class where I knew absolutely nobody in it. This occurred last year. After about a week of being completely miserable, things finally started to get a bit better and I started to meet new people and talk with them. The same feeling happened today. First I have Film and Cinematography which I know quite a few people in there. And since we get to watch The Godfather and all the Star Wars movies... I'm sure it will be a pretty excellent class. Next period I have English 101. I also know quite a few people from there. Next period is Probability and Statistics. This is where I started to feel the miserable feeling. Besides the teacher being very strict and OCD about rules and a schedule, I don't know a single person in that class. What's even worse is that I eat lunch that shift. Thankfully, one of my beast friends has a class in the same section as me, and so we get to eat lunch together. I just don't know what I'm going to do if she's absent one day.. Next period I have Mythology. I know a couple of people in there, but not really friends with any of them. After we had gone over the syllabus, the teacher instructed us to one by one stand up, say our name, and one interesting thing about our self. After a kid said he was a Viking at heart, not just any Viking, but the sword-wielding one, I decided that I would probably love this class no matter what. Last period I have is 2-D Art. I love art, but I suck at drawing which is why I have never taken a drawing class until this year. I've always been a 3-D chick. Anyways, there's about 20 kids in this room, and all of them have had this class together for years probably and are all dear friends. And then I come in as an outsider. Everyone looks at me when I first come in, and the teacher even introduces me as a new kid. I have never in my life had to move houses or transfer schools, but I believe that the feeling I was experiencing right then would be pretty accurate for a newbie student. As you can assume, I also did not know anybody in this class. I'm not a person that really judges, but after talking to the three people that sit around me... I'm pretty sure that I won't really be talking at all in that class. I have never felt more out of place or different in my life. And not the good type of different. I don't really know how to end this post, so I'm just going to say that today was just not a very good day and I would like to leave with a picture displaying my emotion while sitting next to the people around me...