Getting up took a little more effort today..especially since my mom went out last night. But I did. I got dressed. Simply, a plaid skirt, black turtleneck, high top vans, and a lost sense of reality. I had to make my own breakfast today. I got some cereal, just Cheerios. There were smashed plates and beer bottles everywhere. I guess mom had a fun night yesterday. She was passed out on the couch. Ugh, our couch. I can't even watch tv on it anymore. As if the tv even worked.
I went to the bus a couple minutes after breakfast, since I had nothing to do anyways..I could've cleaned? It'd just get dirty again. I could've read a book? It'd get lost in my mind. I could've woken my mom up? I'm not letting that happen again. So off to school I went.
It's cold out, October is always cold in Indiana. Kiara and Lian are snickering at me, as usual. I guess I'm just too crazy for them. The bus pulled up, making its usual screeching noise. My head had a painful shock. I need to drink more water. Boys and girls walk on and off onto the bus. Most people would usually find somebody cute, or hot. But not me, because I'm asexual. It's something I've known since I was in 7th grade. Of course I felt these feelings even when I was young, I've never had a childhood crush, but it's was just 7th grade when I realized why. Nobody knows, not even Kiara and Lian. So that's a trouble to figure out why they snicker at me. Those homophobic girls should die. Die in pain. A fiery pain. That's one thing I could smile at. But I've never told anybody because nobody would care. And if they did, I wouldn't care. My mom is homophobic too so...no point in that. I'd just get another bruise..and I don't need that.
