In the Life

Ugh. I hate high school.
That's not true. I just felt...irritable today. Well, irritable might not be the right word. Depressed? I don't know. I just know that I felt bad, and I couldn't snap out of it.
It probably started earlier today, when I couldn't get a solo in choir. Then, it got worse as I went to Spanish. We were reviewing old material, that I already understood the first time. I went to science (an advanced course), and couldn't understand anything. At lunch, my friends weren't there, so I got to hang by myself and feel miserable. In social studies, I talked to an old friend of mine about things that have no meaning. I felt...hollow?...as I did this. I just wanted to sleep.
English was okay, though.
Then, I got home, after a lonely bus ride. I decide to look up things on depression. I took an online screening and, wouldn't you know, it said I might have moderate depression. I think that might be a fluke, though. Halfway through I figured out which questions correlated with which answers, so that may have influenced some of them.
Over all, it has been a stupid day. But that's what venting is for, right?

I have one more project left, and then I can actually enjoy school! I have to finish one project in English class, about myself. :( I hate this kind of stuff. Actually, it's fun. Just time consuming. I really don't have enough time for this stuff. I guess I'll make time.
In art on Friday, I finished this drawing I had been working on all week. It actually turned out pretty great. I thought I couldn't draw, but I guess I can. At least, to some degree. It looked so realistic. I drew a pencil on my paper, and I kept mistaking it for a real one. It was actually pretty infuriating.
School's pretty good. I like it. I like wandering around the school (I'm never lost), being in classes with older kids, and being able to pursue my interests. I'm trying to graduate early, actually. It sounds interesting. Maybe I'll even get into Harvard or something like that! Wouldn't that be sweet?