30 Days of Bullshit

Day One

    Well, today is the day! This will be the beginning of a new me! Welcome, fellow readers. (Well actually, I hope no one's reading this. It's kinda like my dairy) But yes, welcome! Here you will watch me transform my life all written (and recorded) on this online page thing. 

   Today is October 1st. I'm probably just going to be writing today, I don't feel like doing an audio recording or having to pull out my video cam for a blog juuuust yet. 

    So, in general. This will just be me doing this to fit the time of my lonely ass days. It will keep track of my exercise, calorie intact, what I do do during my day, the people I talk to, etc, etc,. 

    The audio records will be used more so when I just need a way to say a lot of things that are on my mind or happening without me having to take all fucking day typing it out. Video blogs, or vlogs for those out of date people, will pretty much be the same thing. Just with, ya know, pictures and shit like my ugly ass face.

   But yeah, that's the idea for this. I stole it from some movie that I watched and I just thought it would help me stay on track with my life. Anyway, gtg, I gotta haul my fat ass to school. 

     So, school's over. And like, god I hate my life. I had two slices of pizza for lunch with fucking cheese stuffed crust. Like could I BE MORE OF A FAT ASS. Ugh, oh than that school was pretty god.

     Jason talked to me today, he's like the cutest boy in high school I swear to god. It wasn't much of a conversation. Actually, it wasn't a conversation at all. He just asked if he could use my notes from yesterday since he was gone. 

    I'm failing English now, which sucks. I hate Mrs.Fulton though. I did all of my homework yet I still fail. I'm failing most of my classes actually but that's besides the point.

     The scary part was that there were police officers that came into the school and searched EVERYONE'S lockers. I mean literally no locker was left unsearched. There were a few drugs busts throughout the school but that's not the scary part. The scary part is that one freshmen kid had a hand gun stashed into his locker. It was in the same hall that my locker's in too. Like that's fucking scary.

   What if that kid had like shot up the school. Oh my god, that would be terrifying. What if someone I knew died. What if I died. That's just a terrible thought. The kid wasn't arrested yet, at least not that any of us know yet. The kid wasn't at school today so they didn't do an on-sight arrest. So apparently they're gonna go to his house and get him there. Hopefully we're hear more about it tomorrow.

    But anyway, I should be getting to bed. Niiiight

    Okay, so it's like midnight now and I just can't sleep because I keep thinking what if that kid wasn't at his house and they haven't arrested him yet and he's still roaming free out on the streets. What if he comes down to my side of town. Oh god, what if he's like right outside my window. I'm hiding under my sheets right now in fear. I doubt I'll be able to sleep tonight I'm so scared. I need to try though. Goodnight.

*Author's Note. So, this is a very rushed story, just writing it as I go pretty much. So there's gonna be a lot of holes and things probably and horrible grammar mixed with spelling errors so I'm very sorry. Enjoy this pointless story. Also, sorry if this is triggering in anyway. I just came up with this on the spot so I don't know why it has to be a teenager girl with problems that no one cares about. So I'm sorry. *