Today I made a Rube Goldberg project. Basically I roll a car down a ramp which knocks over a cup causing a rubber ducky to roll down a tube into a container of water, setting off a mouse trap which makes the duck fly. It was really fun but I almost set off the mouse trap on my finger.
Anyways in 7th period I started to get really anxious and frustrated because I couldn't figure out any of the algebra and then I got my test back and I got a B- which means I will get a B on my report card AGAIN. I really just want an A in that class. Why am I worrying about this? Seriously? It's just a B.... Ugh I'm a goody-goody.
My mom thinks I have an anxiety disorder. I disagree I have only had one panick attack! I don't think that counts as a disorder. But it was really scary. I was completely convinced that I was having a heart attack, I was hyperventilating, trembling, and my heart was beating super fast. I never want it to happen again so I'm trying really hard not to worry too much.
J, my crush, asked me out today.
J: "O, do you want to watch any movies?"
Me: "I don't really pay attention to the movies coming out, I haven't been to theater in a while. How about you?"
J: "oh... Nevermind."
And then he blushed! I didnt know he asked me out! I though he was asking for movie suggestions! I feel super bad now. And I don't know what to do. Have I ruined our chances for forever??
-O