It’s the beginning. It’s the resentment; the feeling that my time here is not worthwhile; the worthlessness I feel when I enter the classroom. I don’t need to be here. I don’t want to be here.
What am I even doing here?
Wasting my time, that is. I could be doing something productive. I probably wouldn’t be, but I could be.
The entire test schedule is already on the syllabus. I could just come back on those days. But ultimately I’ll be back for every class. Just because I feel bad for skipping.
I’ve never felt this way about a music class before.
This is my life.
edit: I was wrong. There’s no test schedule. great.