I Hate Mondays

I guess I have to go with what Peyton said in one episode of One Tree Hill Season 2. She said, "I Hate Mondays."

Yesterday, Sunday, I was actually excited to go to school-meet the friends, meet the class, meet the grades. But now that Monday actually happened, WOO-HOO. Mrs. Coronado always says, "Well begun is half done". Even though it's not really related with what I'm having right now, I think I did not start this quarter well. I don't know if I should say things here.. well maybe a bit. It was lunch time, it was break, so I went with my former classmates (III-35) or should I say... former friends (? Just kidding). Well samone there who looks concerned keeps telling me that if I'm just forcing myself to be with them, then I should just go with my classmates. Oh come on. Cut it out. I would not pretend to be happy at a place I'm not ("really?", says my conscience). Well yes, actually. I chose to be there without anyone forcing me to. Anyway, so we had this "lunch" (which was not even a lunch since I did not eat) and I just stared at the grass outside... basically the whole time. That's lunch for me.
The bell rang and it's the end of III-35's story. Now it's IV-40's.
I came to the room, without the happy face (maybe because of the lunch), and some noticed it. Then sam friend tried to borrow the Bible from me and my classmates... malicious as me, "ayiieeee". That's a shame. Remember the first sentence of the second paragraph, when I said I was excited to know the third Quarter grades.. well guess what- not anymore. Ms. Yusores (theology) did not give us our grades. Ms. Bandala (Physics) gave us our CS. Wow. The so-called best friend of mine in the new section now happens to be added to my list of threats. *sob* He was a point higher than me. Then Math time came... We had the same CS. woo-hoo. of all subjects.. After the period, it was the time for action research. I guess all that happened stressed me out to say all the things I kinda feel. And it was unfair to the "threat". I sort of humiliated him in front of all the classmates who would join us in our table, saying things that are meant to be jokes which in turn to be half-meant. And it was really unfair for him, so I was sorry.
Pessimism was in our discussion in English during the morning. Afternoon... it was back to optimism. After we had finished all the things we were supposed to do for the action research, I became light and smiling again, I guess. I can't believe I even joined my classmates play "bang-sak" inside the library. As soon as I got home, I watched the season finale of OTH2 and it helped me relax.
Expectations really do lead to frustrations. I hope I'd be able to lessen that havit of mine. Now I am just tired so I might want to take a sleep.