Thursdays are very deceiving because it's the day before Friday and I'm only excited for Friday because Fridays lead to a weekend but weekends lead to the start of a new week and the start of a new week means waking up early, also because its winter it means its cold and finals. I don't understand why we have finals. As teachers say it only makes up 10% of our grade, why make it a big deal? I won't go into a big deal about how I don't like school because I can be depressed but I enjoy school projects, not the one where we have to present though. I'm not one with people. I'm not very social, I hate being social. I hate mostly anything.
The only day people look forward to is Friday. I mean why not? It's a great day. But other than that I'm feeling confused. I mean if a guy is wait... I said this isn't a diary. Never mind I'm not going to write about that. How 'bout?... I can't think of anything to talk about, I mean that was going to be my topic but I don't want this to sound like a diary, because it's not a diary. I have a hard time thinking of something to write about so... because I don't have a topic that doesn't sound like a diary confession I will end this entry right here.
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An Introduction
Short Story"today is Sunday and I have decided to start journaling painful events that happen..." These are the journal entries to Kelsey, a girl who worries to much about others even though they don't give a shit about her. 'Just drink it down with vodka is h...
