Maxigumee

So. Today was like the worst day EVER. I mean, I’ve had a lot of bad days. This probably isn’t the worst…. but it was still pretty terrible. At least the school part of it. It started off when I found that my pen had broken inside of my pocket and my khakis had ink stains all the way through the outside. From that, I just KNEW, “wow. Today is going to suck.” I don’t know, I’m kind of superstitious.

I’ve been having a kind of cold for the past few days. I don’t know if it really counts as a cold. My throat was kind of hurting, but mostly my head has just been REALLY puffy. And not puffy in a physical way. It just feels puffy. Like, MY BRAIN. CAN’T TAKE. ANYMORE. Basically the entire day, I was in and out of daydreams and thoughts, in my own little world.

It’s seriously all of the florescent lighting! I know, I know. I talk waaaay too much about how much I hate florescent lights on this site. But they’re just too awful. Add those with the horrible, horrible, horrible acoustics in our classrooms (hm, I’ve mentioned those before, too), and it’s just a horrible environment for learning.

I know that all of these bright lights are supposed to keep me focused, but they totally don’t. If I don’t have anything to focus on, like an overhead or something, I can’t focus on anything. Everything is just whitewashed with that HORRIBLE. EVIL. Florescent lighting.

In Physics today, my teacher called on me and asked me to answer one of the problems from the homework. She said she knew that I was absent yesterday and didn’t get the homework, but to try it anyway. I tried it, but the sudden shock of being called on, plus my already puffy head made my mind go completely blank. I just stared at the question and tried to make it out. The girl sitting next to me whispered “four!” to me. I answered to the teacher, “four?” She said that that was incorrect and to read the problem out loud. I stuttered out the problem. Then, the girl in front of me whispers, “four!” So I answer the teacher again, “four?” The teacher replies with a “NO! The answer is FOUR!” People laugh. —What the heck? I had no idea what was going on. Another twilight zone experience in physics class.

Then, after physics, I still faced another DOUBLE period of literature. The small, tiny, baby powder smelling room with…. FLORESCENT LIGHTS. I basically spent the entire period bunched up on my chair with my hands pressed firmly against my eyes. I felt like I was just going to die. And the period would NOT END.

When it finally did end and I got to go home, I tried to de-school myself by eating a bunch of junk food and my sister’s left over birthday cake. When you’re feeling depressed and all else fails? JUNK FOOD!

When my sister got home, she told me about her plan to start a new school that has fancy desks, wooden floors, and cafe lights overhead. She said when she was old and rich she would want to start it as a school with classes of about twenty kids each. I could have hugged her. After spending all day in that sterile deathtrap, it seemed like the best school on earth.

Later on, I went online and looked up ADD self tests on google. For one of them, it said to put a number next to each symptom, 1 being never and 5 being very often. I put a 5 next to almost every single one of them. I seriously think I have ADD. Or ADHD. Or whatever……. Anyway. This entry is way too long.