Adventures of Zella Day

Day Journal 1

August 25th

My life is anything extraordinary. Truly it isn't. I honestly don't know why you're reading, but nonetheless continue. The name is Zella. Zella is the name. Honestly I've asked my mother plenty of times why she would call me this name. I remember asking, "Mom, why would you give me a name that doesn't even exist?" She just laughed and went on with her day leaving me, a confused 6 year old even more confused.

On today, August 25th the unimaginable happened. The unthinkable. School. Well obviously you can imagine it but i'm extremely dramatic. Anyway, I work up at the horrid hours and made myself somewhat presentable. As good as it will get. Then I ran out the door and sprinted the whole way to school. Ahh, I missed the normal routine of being school to late everyday. It's not because I don't care. It's because my bed cares too much about me. It tells me to stay in there as long as I want and even when I'm feeling just a bit bad, my bed is so comforting and makes me feel all better. Did I really need to go into that much detail about my bed Zella? No you don't and stop taking to yourself in 3rd person i'm your Day Journal. Ha do you get it? Day journal? Zella Day? I'm sure you're laughing your ass off right now don't lie.

As I was sprinting to school I nearly was hit 3 times and was almost attacked by Mrs. Albertas screeching chihuahuas. They may be small but they're vicious. I made it to school thankfully on time only to run into what felt like a brick wall. Papers flew everywhere and I couldn't even recognize who I ran into because I couldn't find my glasses anywhere. A hand managed to hand me them but once I put them on my face, the person was gone.

I arrived at my home room and just read the latest John Green book. From what i've wrote so far many of your would assume I'm a nerd. Honestly I'm not but it was the mood I was going for today. Nearly everyday I wear a different outfit to show off different parts of my personality. It's nothing extreme but as I'm writing this I'm planning my badass leather look for tomorrow.

The rest of the day was boring. Same boring rules taught over and over and the content reminder of the work of the AP classes I'm taking being shoved into my face.

It wasn't until lunch when I saw my friends. Saige, who is my closest friend of over 10 years was happily chomping away at a sandwich while talking to our other friends. Then there was Evelyn, who recently moved here from England. My best friend since diapers, Liam made his way over to the table too. It's been the 3 of us since forever and now 4 since Evelyn arrived. I've honestly had the biggest crush on Liam for forever but he doesn't seem to notice and I don't want to ruin our friendship. I know that seems cliche but it's true. I've witnessed many friend groups who were destroyed my romances and unshared feelings. Ours will not be one of them.

The rest of the day was mostly uneventful. I'm sorry to say there is not cliche bad boy at my high school. Most cliques stay in their own area and not mess with others.

After school I walked to my younger brother's elementary school and picked him up. Once we arrived back home I fixed both him and I dinner. Then I did the normal everyday things like doing homework. cleaning, studying, and other duties.

Like I said, my life isn't full of many adventures. But who knows. Maybe this year it will be.

Peace Out Day.