The Dangers of the Pen

Chapter 8

Bored. Out of my mind bored. Like c'mon! Just because we have a unit test on Monday in math on algebra, doesn't mean that we need literally 4 hours to practice!!! Honestly i'm worried that my math teacher isn't going to prepare us well enough for grade 9, high school. I'm just sitting staring at my stupid textbook and my notebook, I mean, yeah I need practice, but waste 4 hours on this junk! Ok, i'm not the math person, and I know that, but I mean at least it's not dance or health or something right? Boy, if we had that for like a full period i'd go insane!! I mean, ok you get to college or university and you come and say; hey, I want to be a scientist, or like a pharmacist. Their response; ok but you need to know how to dance to become one. Like seriously!?? Why in the world would you need to dance to become one of those, am I right? And, movement is technically dance, so let's say, no ok.

Picture this; a giant theatre. An enormous audience. An exclusive, expensive show. Everyone's dressed formal? Ok formal let's say, then a man, in a... in a pair of jeans and a white, um, coke there, a white coke t-shirt comes on stage. A chair stands in the middle of the stage. The crowds chattering, small talk, then he comes onstage. The crowd falls silent. He walks on, sits down, stands up, circles the chair, moves his shoulders while still walking in circles. He sits down. Stares, lifts his right arm up, puts it down, lifts his left arm up, puts it down. Stands up and walks off stage. TA-DA! Masterpiece, marvelous, dance. Like seriously!

So in the end, here I am, a third writing in my diary, a third "doing" the math exercises and a third reading on Wattpad.

I'm also exhausted because I had to get up at like 6:30am to deliver Finnick and the adorable turtle to their... "worlds" if I can put it that way. Well, I erased them. Yep, the magic thing happened again, only instead of silver sparks and silver swirls, they were different. For finnick they were black, gold, transparent (I saw the sparkles but yeah, clear) and beige, peach (skin-toned). For the turtle they were turquoise, blue and green. So if i'm correct, it depends on what colour the design, art, thing is/was, then the swirls and the sparks will be affected and the colour will change then. My power thing is still freaking me out, but I can't help but be fascinated by it, but I mean, now i'll be having trouble in art.... But at least I can still doodle.

I know that i'm graduating this year and i'm honestly trying to go for the Honor Roll at grad (for those that are not aware of what an Honor Roll is, then I shall explain. **cough cough, clears throat** Ahem, ok so an Honor Roll is an award given to the students that got an average of 80% for BOTH terms, so term one and two, both 80% or higher in general) but how can I possibly do that if my teacher doesn't even care about us!?!?! He literally leaves in the middle of class, and he always locks the door to the classroom (don't ask, safety issue I guess) and when he leaves 10min later we'll hear knocks on the door, and who would've guessed, it's him! So we're doing math, we're focused, and we have a question, who do we ask? The wall. Because our teacher decided to leave, and his like always on his computer! What's even on that thing??

Anyways, I haven't seen Kimberly at all lately, and honestly, that's scaring me, I feel like i'm watching that clip on youtube with the valley and the old light blue car driving down the road and peaceful calm music's playing and then outta nowhere it's a jump scare, and this creepy zombie, walking dead, person, ghost thing jumps from the bottom of the screen, like c mon! (I screamed when I watched it for the first time. Woops). But honestly when there's something like that you can tell it's to good to be true, i'm thinking that this is the same situation, it's too good to be true to have Kimberly not bother me for this long, it's already 6th period!

Beeeeeeeeeep.... Beeeeeeeeeep.... Beeeeeeeeeep.... Beeeeeeeeeep.

Oh, ok make that 7th period. Oh! So looks like i'll be going home in an hour, great!

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Aw, finally home sweet home. Well life's not that good, and homework ruins everything, not to mention tests and projects. Speaking of projects, today we got ANOTHER project, this time in english. Seriously it's like the teachers don't care that "oh maybe they have other homework?" NO, it's like they don't care 'bout us, but the thing is, they know and realize that we get tons of other homework, they just don't care I guess. Looks like i'll be doing homework tonight. Yay. (**rolls eyes and sighs**) aw, this is what it means to get older right? And now i'm really behind in school because the other day when I found out my gift, I didn't do much of anything, so I technically procrastinated, but again, I couldn't... wait. I just realized, remembered. Omg, where are all of my other drawings!!???

Ok so out of 149 pages, 3 were found, and... uh... returned. Ok so that makes 146, wow so much difference. Oh no oh no!