Today I woke up with drool all over my comforter, and a huge gut wrenching feeling in my gut. I still haven’t decided on whether I would go to school or not. The class was supposed to practice for the Romeo and Juliet presentation this monday. Ultimately, I decided to go and got dressed up and all. Then, for some reason, I changed my mind.

I. Changed. My. Mind.

And then I changed back into my home clothes, and now here i am feeling guilty over it. Procrastinating work, and feeling really pathetic about myself. The worse thing was I told people that I wasn’t feeling well. And recently my phone got stolen so I had a new number, I never gave them any of my numbers. I feel like my asocial tendencies are starting to burst now. I have been repressing them ever since I joined the Student Council.

Of course, most people would say, “You should try talking mroe to people then you wouldn’t be that scared anymore”. WRONG. I’m more terrified than ever when I talk to people. I’m scared that they would judge me, or think that I’m not worthy in my position as a governor. I hate it. I hate the fact that I was actually convinced and joined. I’d like to punch my past self now.

Ciao. Au revoir.