Today, Whats been happening in Shaun Green's life, Well yesterday in England, UK. · 2:31am Feb 23rd, 2013
Well where do I begin... Today was the last day of the week, this is naturally known but it rudiments my day shall I shall say it, and I had to get up for school. My sister was being her lazy self again and made me 10 minutes late for school.. (that's all time I have to make up during the holidays) I arrived at school, quickly climbed out my mothers Fiat Punto K Reg. and I was slightly annoyed as I didn't have any money for my over-priced pile of crap I normally have for lunch on a Friday afternoon. Anyway, I arrived at my first lesson of the day and unfortunately it was 2 hours of Geography. Damn why did I have to attempt the English Baccalaureate?! It was one of those lessons where my mania side of my, possibly, bipolar brain was causing my eyelids to grow heavy, of course though if I get caught sleeping in class, it's Friday Formal detention for me! Luckily, I managed to stay awake through my teachers incandescent ramblings about how 70% of the world's population is at risk of natural hazards. That's all I took in. After the two hours of Geography I had my break time which, every-time I think about it, seems like a distant foggy memory that I just can't reach. Oh well. After the break bell went I do remember feeling deflated and very depressed and I slowly and mopily made my way to my final 3 lessons of the 5 and 1/2 hour day. The infamous French. Well, actually, I don't mind French, its more my cuppa tea or up my ball court.. whatever that american saying is. De temps a temps I really cant stand it (btw the French at the beginning of this sentence means from time to time) and today was one of those days where the weather was directly linking to my energy and my general mood, it was perfect pathetic fallacy if you must. (I've just noticed that even my writing sounds very British!). As I approached the classroom's door I could feel immediate surges of different emotions course through my veins. I knew the people I sit around will be a great laugh, yet they'll bore the tears out of me, and by the way I've been feeling recently, that probably would've been literal. They would've also have made me so temperamental and agitated because they were always so loud every single poxy lesson! With the last few minutes of the first 2 lessons ticking down to lunch, I couldn't help but contemplate on what I would do for lunch. When the time came I decided to address to office and ask them for a couple o' quid. Sadly, they didn't own any. That brought a rant up in my head but if you want I'll start a separate blog for every rant I come out with. After sitting around the whole 35 minute lunch break I returned to the French Oral prep lesson and after the lesson just flew past, I had to go to my tutor base for assembly. That is not so important. After the assembly my mother picked me up and took me home. End of day? No. I'll skip most of it for the sake of a good story. I'll bring it to around about 2200. The sun had long since dispersed beyond the horizon and the moon was hidden behind the menacing clouds that threatened to repeat the winter rains that rolled off the welsh hills regularly, meaning the stars were unavailable for our date, yeah I know cheesy metaphor that implicates my pondering of the stars! Bite me! Its my blog! Anyway, I was sitting on Twitter and playing CoD when I get a series of lag spikes caused by sister's ignorant descendent thieving of the upload speed of the recently fitted PlusNet modem. So I go on Twitter and I begin tweeting to a good friend of mine. Sadly he took my jokey attitude as serious and he began to launch impudent things towards me, he would make a few *London grammar shall attend* knobish comments on my tweets and so I said to him "Fine I won't tweet any more. I won't use the community to help support me in my depression" He then got upset with this and apologised abruptly about what he had said and his short temper, but, unfortunately the damage was done and my cheery mood was spoiled and I was at this low point in my mood which I haven't attempted to sort out yet. It was so upsetting for him to see me in this down mood that it actually made him upset and depressed. This of course, naturally, made me feel bad about myself and I've been listening to 'Never Had a Day' by example to this point, and that's how I ended up beginning to write my fanfic, which I hope to have the first chapter finished by Easter. Maybe. If I don't expect it around that time frame! Thank you for reading about my day, and I hope you all enjoy reading what I write, Yours faithfully Shaun Andrew Rendell-Green (Unfortunately my full name)
Wow, rough day, bro...
Rough day indeed :/