Whatever it is, I didn't do it

I'm glad it's Thursday but I wish it wasn't; I am tired of dragging myself through classes, feigning interest, all of it. It feels like Friday, so why can't it be?

I feel like I do everything wrong. And no, I don't know what that means. Does it matter?

Math and French and French lab, and I tell myself, just breathe, just breathe, just hold on. Pay attention, and for the love of the gods try and stay awake.

Right.