Chapter 4

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Idek what the point is in going to school today. Hell I don't  know what to expect.  Some of my friends that are sophomores and juniors are taking their PSAT's. Good luck to them! But anyway, idk what my schedule is goi g to be like today since its early dismissal. We do A B days.

I got to school and my dad drove me(!). He was confused as to why I should be there "so early". I got there before 8 and it starts at 8:15. I told him oh nah I just chili with my music and occasionally my friends if I see them.

Yuck we had to go to the auditorium today and the vice principal for the freshmen was just talking or something. At least I got to sit next to my best friend. Yawn I feels like it's been an hour when really it's only been half of that.

Lolz I'm so extra that we had a bathroom break and I used it to text my dad cuz I have like 2 friends.

Oh my yeezus a senior q & a panel. I actually started to fall asleep sitting on the gym floor listening to seniors telling us to "not procrastinate". OKay try again sweaty. 

Oh okay so we went to the auditorium (yet again) and it was about drugs and alcohol. I thought it'd be a lecture but it actually hit me hard. There were people talking about real life struggles and hitting their lowest points. There were kids about to commit suicide and kids suffering from addiction. Man I teared up.


WOOOOH I'M HOME AND I GOT THE CUBAN SANDWICHES WITH THE BEST DAD EVER!!!!!!!


Update: memeing it up now with phan crack and band interviews while painting my nails.



Yasssss dark mocha latte from starbucks.


IMPORTANT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dan posted a new video about his deppresion (I'll have a different chapter where I go more in depth). And let's just say it was real. His video had a bit of comedy but it was serious and important alright.  I started crying because I know how he feels. I had a mild one that was a temporary one caused by extreme negative changes. I'll admit that sometimes it strikes back. But I don't let it take me. Anyway, it was just nice how he's opening up now and growing as a person. He is clearly happier with a higher self esteem. Idk if I'm being a crazy fangirl, but I actually started crying. Just knowing how he felt and what he went through, the fact that people bullied him a lot, and the fact that he is overcoming it hit me hard. The fact I could strongly relate (minus taking medication cuz mine was no where near as bad as his) it was all so much. But at the same time it felt like a release, like someone got me for once. That it's okay to  talk about. Remember that. And please talk to me if any of you are going through something or just wanna talk. Don't be shy, I'm freindly!

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