I woke up at 7:35 and snoozed my alarm clock. And then again. And again. And again. I eventually snoozed it so much it stopped ringing.
Fast forward three hours (which I had a nice peaceful sleep during). My dad wakes me up. He walks into my room. "Toby it's 10:28 get out of bed." I checked my phone it was actually 10:32. I told him I'm up. Then he accused me of being up on my phone all night and told me he will take it away. (He gave up taking my phone away because last time he did I didn't talk for him for a bit more than a month. During which he bribed me to start talking to him again. He lost about $300 dollars. In the end I found my phone in his office desk and took it back.) I got mad at him because I wasn't up on my phone all night. I actually put my phone down at 1:28 am after setting my alarm.
Anyways, he said my mom is waiting outside to drive me to school. And so I had to be ready in less than 20 minutes and didn't get to walk to school, which is basically the only exercise I ever get. I got ready and went to the car. I was in the car by 10:48. And yes I did brush my teeth this morning.
Anyways I made it to school. Turns out there was a speech so I didn't miss any class time. (It was a speech I probably would've spent with my Friends in the basement bathroom.)
I watched my teacher walk into class as I was putting my coat in a locker. I put my coat and briefcase in a locker and grabbed my loose leaf and pen. I then knocked on the door and asked if I can come in. She said yes. (Thank god it was mrs. Ribnitz. Otherwise I would've gotten another 8:15 detention from mrs. Klein.)
I sat down in my seat and of course I couldn't find my notes. So I just took out a paper to doodle on while she spoke. And yes I do have a front seat so she probably knows what I was doing.
After that class I went over to my friends and did some doodles on my hand. (It was recess time, yes we have those.) than we had another teacher (don't know her name) and I don't own the book we're supposed to have for her class. So I just sit there and pretend to be engrossed in writing notes so I'm too busy to look into the book.
After that terribly boring class we had lunch. Unfortunately the only two people I talk to in school decided to go to a pizza shop to drop off something to a friends father or something like that. So I was all alone roaming the halls.
We then had to go down to another speech. And it was very interesting. About death. Yesterday two girls that go to this school, their fathers passed away. One had a heart attack and one was sick with some sort of thing. Honestly no clue. But since my school likes to think of us as family they share every small detail of each other's lives.
After the speech we spent a few minutes doing nothing because it was too late for literature and too early for history. I spent about 5 minutes messing up my friends hair. (They came back a few minutes before the speech finished). I sat through history. Not sure what I was doing. I was probably spaced out. Had another class and gave in my speech because I didn't want to say it. At this point there was 7 girls left in my classroom. Next period when the principal was supposed to teach us there was only 6 kids left. One kid was supposed to leave. She went out of class to tell her father not to pick her up but ended up leaving for a different reason. My principal told her that's why your phone isn't supposed to be turned on from 9-5. Down to 5 girls.
And yet we all sat through class. Well, all 5 of us. After class she asked every girl separately where they're going to school next year. Everyone named schools they'd applied to overseas. I was last to be asked. I told her I'm not planning on going to school. She asked me what I was planning to do so I told her work. She asked what Mind of job I was looking into. I told her I would probably work a 9-5 while taking a class on the side for some sort of design. I'm not really sure if I want to do that yet but she asked.
I went home and felt like I was going to sink. I don't know if you know that feeling. like you don't have the strength to do anything. I watched TikTok's and then a movie. And then I started another one. While I was watching (in my moms room) my mom came in and asked if I wanted to go out to a restaurant. I had no clue why. Then I remembered the date. My moms birthday. I told her happy birthday and that she should decide. She then went on looking for my passport because she wants me to come to a wedding with my dad and her that's overseas. I think it's my cousins. She told me to check my drawers. I already checked them over and over again. But I checked again and I started having a panic attack. All my sisters things were in my drawers and everything was a mess. I through a plastic cup. My mom came to help me and I yelled at her. I feel like shit because it's her birthday and we'll it's supposed to be a good day. I went outside to try and get my breathing under control. Than I came in and starting writing this whole thing. And I designed the cover thing because it calms me down strangely.
My mom is still planning on going to dinner with her 3 eldest daughters and my dad even though it's 9:43 pm. So yeah, now I'm just pacing back and forth in the house and writing.
Turns out we're going to a pretty upscale restaurant even though my parents are practically broke but ye.
Hope you guys enjoyed my venting.
See you next time on the other side
~ Toby
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Edit: turns out we went out to eat and I had a few drinks (I started singing happy, not sure who it's by). My sister was the only one that doesn't drink alcohol so she drove us home. In the car me and my oldest sister started another episode of white collar. We came home and I put on pajamas. My sister was on the phone with one of her friends. After she hung up I started singing you are the reason. My sister went to brush her teeth and I followed. She was singing along and accidentally spit some water out. It was funny. Then she pulled me back to her room and started singing again. I of course joined. I didn't realize she was recording it until a few seconds in. I just continued singing though. And then came the high part and my voice cracked and I began giggling. My sister asked me to sing it again and I did. I think she sent the video to someone but I don't care. Today ended up being pretty okay. Even though I didn't write anything for my other book. I'll get it done sometime.
*this isn't going to be a daily entry diary thing. I'm just going to write here whenever I feel like I have something to say.*
**I'm not proofreading these. If the grammar or spelling or if im using the wrong word deal with it. After all, this diary belongs to me.**
