One Accident After Another

The Evil Ants

Tuesday 2/12/18 11:48pm

Oh um hello! Don't really know how to exactly do this... hmm. Ermm, I'm Ariah? Do I introduce myself to a diary?? Does it automatically know? Ok sorry. (Why am I apologizing to a diary? Don't know)

I just got bored and found this hiding behind a cupboard and was like OH LET'S TRY THIS! And yeah.

I have to go to work tomorrow and I REALLY don't want to go. I just want to crawl up into a tiny ball of fury and never ever leave the house. Ugh.

I've always wanted to be like a doctor or something because I wanted to help people and be inspirational and shit. Well THAT sounded enthusiastic! But seriously, I really did. I wanted to change something, ya know? I mean, everyone wants to be important in some way.

But here I am, Ariah Oshita, already 19 years old, working at Best Coffee, and NOT going to college. Don't get me wrong, working at Best Coffee isn't that bad, but I always thought I would become something bigger than that. I barely have the money to afford the house we're living in (my dad and I) and much less to go to college. I wasn't smart enough to get a full on scholarship, so even with the scholarships I got, I STILL couldn't afford to go.

I know I could have worked SOME way out to go, but... it was complicated, and in the end I just decided to stay at home... with Dad.

I regret it, really. But I don't think I can change it anymore. Dad wouldn't want to. I am the one paying for all the bills around here. He isn't even at home most of the time.

So here I am, bored out of my mind, starting a diary for the first time in all my 19 years, in the middle of the night. So hiiii. I hope we become best friends! Ok that was- ok just ignore that. That makes me sound so lonely... and stupid. I mean I am-but we don't talk about that. I mean I am lonely, NOT stupid.

As you can see (yes diary. As YOU can see. I'm this lonely, don't bully me.), I don't have many friends. Never had much in school either. Always the quiet kid. Which is quite funny because I talk SO much. Just not at school. Anyhoo, I was emo at school, and am still emo to this day! Woohoo!

Ok I'm starting to like this whole writing-in-diary thing because it passes time and it feels like I'm talking to someone. Yup! That was depressing!

Oh my GAWD it's so late and I have FRIGGIN WORK tomorrow and it's FRIGGIN 12:05! AHHHHH. Ok goodnight! (Can't believe I said goodnight to a diary)

Wednesday 2/13/18 3:10pm

Gosh I just finished work. It was as boring as usual. Literally none of my co-workers even talk to me. Like how are we going to 'work together and make the world a better place' IF THEY WON'T EVEN TALK TO ME?!

So I got ignored all day per USUAL and worked hard. Like I'M over here working my hardest while my stupid manager sits on her butt, YELLING at me. Like ma'am. UGH

Anyways, I kind of wanted some kind of drama to- ew wtf. Why is there an ant on the paper?! WTF?! AHHHHH. THERE ARE ANTS EVERYWHERE ON MY CARPET.

15 min later

Ok I safely evacuated to the living room. There is a freaking ant invasion in my room. Gosh. Gonna have to sleep on the couch tonight. Wait a minute. Imma try to spray that anti-bug spray all over my carpet.

20 min later

Ok NO TERRIBLE IDEA. Now my room smells like LITERAL death and now like MORE ants have been summoned or something! I think I might have killed their queen and angered them. They were like evilly attacking me. Oh gosh I FREAKING HATE ANTS. I have so many bites I might scream. AHHHH. OH MY GOSH THEY'RE COMING OUT OF MY ROOM.

10 min later after a lot of intense screaming into my pillow

Ok so I think I'm going to go on a walk or something because I am BORED and can't go in my own ROOM because SOMEONE -or A LOT OF SOMEONES- has INVADED MY HOUSE.

10:56pm

Today has been such a LOVELY day I tell you. First, I was attacked by a bunch of satanic ants, THEN I went on that amazing walk. Ugh I hate everything.

So I ran out the front door to avoid any further attacks and strolled down the street, scratching my new bites. It was a hot day and I was sweating. My stupid hair was sticking to my face so I roughly put it up in a ponytail without a mirror so it looked probably trash. My ability to tie hair has to be worked on. I need training.

ANYWAY. I was huffing and puffing while walking (I was out of shape okay?) and people were staring at me (which was embarrassing I tell you!). I don't know WHY I tripped. Maybe because it was the intensity of those judgmental people's gazes or SOMETHING but I SOMEHOW managed to trip and fall on my face. I literally almost died. But then NO. THAT WASN'T IT. NO NO NO. The world was mad at me today for some reason. There, right next to my delicate face (ya suree) lay the biggest, most disgusting, ant pile I have ever seen. My traumatic PTSD from earlier came flooding back. I screamed so loudly that even my own ears were ringing.

I leaped up from the ground and ran. People must have thought I was actually crazy, but I have now developed a hatred for ants and I will squish everyone I see from this day on.

I mean I guess it wasn't THAT big of a deal but it was to me! But the more I think about it. Damn. That was absolutely humiliating. I hope the people on the road don't remember me. But this one guy with like pineapple hair (lol) side-eyed me.

Anyhoo. Now I'm like, writing in my new diary huddling on the couch and waiting for all the ants to die. Someone please save me.

P.S. Dad didn't come home last night. Or today. I wonder what he's doing. Or where he is. Does he care what I'm doing? Cause I'm over here having a literal meltdown. I know I've already said this but. I. Hate. Ants.

Ok imma sleep now. Sleeeeep. Here I comeeee.

DON'T KNOW TIME DON'T CARE

OH MY GOSH I'M GONNA BOMB THE WHOLE HOUSE. Ok calm Ari calm AHHHHHH.

5 min later

Ok I'm a little calmer.

I woke up because I was a little itchy and I felt like somebody very little was touching me (not in a weird way. Ew. no. no.) And then I felt a little HARRY (the ant obviously) on me and screamed at the top of my lungs (really my vocal cords are DEAD today). And then MORE Harrys spawned on me and now I'm sobbing on the kitchen counter hoping that all the ants in the world would BURN and DIE and PERISH INTO ASH and DIE.

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Oof hello! Sorry for the short chapter. It'll get longer, I promise! I hope you enjoyed the story! Just as a disclaimer, I don't own Naruto! But I do own my oc!