September 21, 2015 (log 1): Today was terrible. Mondays aren't known for being the best day of the week, but something terrible happened today: I got a 100% on a math test! While that does sound amazing, everyone now knows that I'm a nerd and I got a ton of unneeded attention. Everyone in my class knows I have anxiety, so they tried not to say anything, and while my teacher knows I have anxiety, she tries to put me in the spotlight. Luckily for me, no one in my class also tries to do that and they often just leave me alone, except for that group of five stupid popular girls that always bullies like everyone. But, they did leave me alone today, so that's a plus. Besides that the rest of my day wasn't that that bad, but it wasn't great either.
September 22, 2015 (log 2): Today was even worse than yesterday! My teacher said my artwork was the best in my class. While, like yesterday, I'm proud of myself and am happy that people think it's good, she stood me in front of the whole class and announced it to all 62 kids in my class. You see, we only have two art classes, and since there aren't a lot of kids wanting to do art and because there are 307 kids in my grade, there are some kids who are forced into here who didn't really want to do other specials, like band and chorus, there's a high chance that at least one of those five mean girls are in my class, and sure enough, there are three of them, including the "leader," so they kept on making mean remarks in the seats behind me. Once again, the day wasn't bad besides that, but I was called on by my language arts teacher today.
September 23, 2015 (log 3): My mom said she's dating someone new. She introduced me to him earlier today, right before we ate dinner. His name is Joshua Inorev, and he seems to be really nice guy. I hate it. I want my old dad. I want my family to be normal. I want to be normal.
September 24, 2015 (log 4): Today. Was. BORING! Nothing interesting happened. In fact, I don't even feel like writing today, so I'm going to stop.
September 25, 2015 (log 5): My daycare burned down. It was struck by lightning in a huge storm last night. Luckily, no one was inside, but the building was the house of the family that works there, so they lost all the stuff they owned. I'm kind of glad that I don't have to go there anymore, because I'm old enough that I can stay home alone. Actually, no one was even around it when it started, and people only came home once it was burning inferno of flames. In fact, I don't even remember hearing a lightning strike last night at all...
I'm starting to think it wasn't a lightning strike...
