If all the world's a stage, I'm hiding in the curtains

Well, a confused bell, science class first, and the gym class from hell did very little to wake me up or improve any mood of mine today. The bell went off ten minutes early, we had a quiz, and I spent forty-five awful minutes inside twisting and falling on the floor while watching the guys play baseball.

Then everyone was angry at lunch because the three people around whom our universe revolves had left us alone. I felt abandoned for some reason, even though I know I never am. Walked home after photography. Heard crows in the distance and thought it was someone calling my name. Practiced clarinet, panicking in advance. Felt much better after food, and not because of the food.

A bad case of indecision; confined by every rule.