Not having a really nice day today.
Feeling dejected, at the same time pessimistic.
Bad day, bad day.
Lifeless, listless.
Not looking forward to school tomorrow, except for soccer, which more or less causes me physical exhaustion.
Very nice, I'm being self-damaging.
My favourite quote, by Mr Marican: "Count your garden by the flowers, not by the leaves that fall."
Maybe I should start looking at life's good things, count my blessings, and move on from the sadness.
Speechless is the only word on my tongue.
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