Diary Of A Lost Cause

Memories.

Hey guys,

you probably know what this shit is about. but...ill tell you anyway, i wish i had kept a diary back then so i could remember more clearly...so i guess. this will be shortened...hmm where do i begin,well:

My first memory

Dear diary,

today is the first day of my primary school, im bursting with energy and im ready for the day, i waddle on in to the crappy, run-down,unclean, piss-smelling nursery and i sit there...and sit there, and sit there,and you guessed it. i sit there... i never really focused in nursery because, ah hell its the nursery so im sitting there buzzing about my happy little go-lucky life when FINALLY the teacher says that its time to take the register, phew..stressful stuff right? i know, so im sat there doing whatever we have been told to do, and some girl just pushes my arm and then gives me a really dirty look...i mean i know were like 5 years old, but this little bitch was sassy. she straight up was like 'lets be friends' and i said ok, for what reason did i say ok, i have no fucking clue...but you know...im a special kind of stupid,so i said yes then she took me to a small group of people, and they said hi. anyway. i made friends...

i was sat across from this dweeb with glasses, i wasnt paying attention though, so i was basically staring at him...not on purpose of course, but still staring none the less..he looks up and is like 'What the heck do you want' and as a five year old the word 'heck' was such a big word, damn its weird thinking about it... he also took me to a small group, a MUCH smaller group than with the girls because.lets be real..girls travel in herds of 4-5...YIKES! and thats only when they are young...anyhooo. i started to hang around with the guys, because i felt more comfortable with them. plus they were a hell of a lot nicer than those fucking dorks...i used to play fight with them, and by play fight, i mean have a literal brawl until you saw bone...this was the shit for me, getting all bloodied up and bruised haha. fun times... the second day of going to primary school was probably the funnest, i had people to go to and fight or just chill and talk... either way things would hurt... i slipped on some sand when the day was alomst over, and i hit my head really hard, oops... i guess i should have watched where i was going... neh.