Day 76: fidthcthn

Need sleep guys. Sorry, but no.

Day 75: Aaaaaaaaaah

Halloween tomorrow. Steve and I are going to s freind's house on Friday as Hades and Persephone. The web is being crapy right now, peace out suckers.

Day 74: ggstjtegb

Ugggghh. I should do homework. But I don't wanna.

Day 73: owls

Who are you to say were not in love? Who? Who are you? Who are you to say anything?

No neckbearded old man is going to tell me what to do with my life.

Day 72: Stars

I wonder why they call them that. Celebrities I mean. Their not that bright. They don't shine at night. They are not massive. They don't produce light. Though I guess they both are only out at night. Celebrities don't make matter. They really don't even madder.

Burned!

Day 71: Official

It's official! I finally have a new boyfriend. Aaaaaah. I'm so happy. I am literally grunting like a idiot right now just thinking about it.

Day 70: y d kv

My eyes hurt. I'm tired. I'm complaining. Bye.

Day 69: All's good

I'm just having a good day. So I guess that's, well, good. I just hung out with the choir kids after school, and they didn't seem to think it was weird I was still there, do that's good. For once I feel like I actually belong somewhere again.

Day 68: Better then expected

I went out on a date with my boyfriend today! I'm so happy were finally calling outselves together! I think it is safe to say everything is turning out better then expected.

Cross you fingers it turns out all right.

Day 67: Noteable

Not interesting has happened. Today was nice. I got to hang out with the choir kids after school because we both had something to work on. We just chatted. I feel like I'm starting to know them better. Lisa, this gorgeous almost actress pritty girl who is in my math class, I know the best. Ire ally enjoy spending time with her. Ok enough cheesiness. Bye!

PS. Sorry about short posts Internet, but I do have things to do.

Day 66: Tears

I just finished the Fault in our Stars. And yeah, tears were involved.

Day 65: Lost

I think we're all a bit lost. Lost in our minds. In the constant questions that linger in the back of our minds. And everything around us is either distracting us from the questions or attempting to to answer them.

Day 64: Awkward

I don't care about spelling bug off.

Now I'm not saying I have a monopoly on awkwardness, but babe I think I'm in the running. Homecoming was a mess. I hardly maneged to say anything that didn't sound dumb, and I only got one kiss goodbye, unlike the other kids. God I'm going to be a vergin forever. I heard via Facebook that my date went out and got drunk afterward. Without me.

Day 63: Alone

I went to the game tonight, even though there wasn't any school. My friends didn't leave a spot for me, so I sat by myself. Not even the weirdos would talk to me.

Day 62: Feeling

The problem with feelings, is they demand to be felt. - John Green

I get that.

Day 61: Testing and testing

Oh my god! We took the PSAT today and it was hell. they stick you in a room for four hours while this guy who isn't even your teacher yammers on for like forever and then eventually you get to start the test and it is both boring and stressful, and gurrrrrr. I am exhausted. Bye

Day 60: That's a big number!

Now go away; I need sleep.

Day 59: Coumbus Day

Life continues in much the way that it tends to. Friends continue to drift away. They didn't even leave me a spot at lunch. I got really into this video blogger who talks about her life mostly. I find it especially interesting when she talks about her life as a lesbian. It's important to understand other people's points of view. You know?

Also, Columbus was an asshat.

Day 58: How to know if you really like something

There is really one question that you have to ask yourself to find out if you really care about something. The question is; do I sound like a pretentious prick if I try to explain why I like it. Take my vary first post for example. I can tell I really like writing because trying to explain why is like trying to explain why I've cream tastes delicious, it just can't be done.

Day 57: Guys are assholes

So I finally got word from my homecoming date. Four words, via text. i wanna kiss u. I though we clicked. I thought we knew each other. I thought he understood me. It was all a lie. He just wanted to touch me. But... that's not what I want

Day 56: Tears

First, still no word come my homecoming date.

Second, I was chosen for junior homecoming princess. I wasn't really expecting it, given how little people have been talking to me, but I guess I'm still relevant.

Third: some poetry.

I can imagine her, the dying girl
When I close my eyes I see every conjure of her face etched into my sight
I can see her walk and talk, and smile and weep
My mind conjures up images of her life, warped by my own perception
I feel her pain.
I understand her place; a dying star
I can feel her slipping away.
Slipping like me,
Slipping back into the shadows.
The dying girl and I,

Day 55: Could be better

Do I got paired with the girl from choir and drama in Chem today. We were talking about the periodic table and electron configurations or something, and I'm fairly sure she thinks I'm a complete idiot. That could have gone better. There is a mandatory poetry reading for English on Monday, so maybe I can improve her impression. That would be nice.

Day 54: zucdgcfu

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Still no word.

Day 53: I can't even

I just can't. The Internet has been slow. My teachers have been absent. None of my friends are talking to me, without me saying something first. My patents are all up in arms about girls not being able to ask guys out. I can't even. I just can't.

Day 52: Nothing of substance

School, homework, writing, JV practice, bed. No word from the football suitor.

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Day 51: No more boy

Ever since he asked me to homecoming I haven't heard from him. I want to be with him more than I want to be with him.

Day 50: Girls

They must be pretty, but can't try to hard
They must not friend-zone, but they can't be a slut
They must not fend for themselves, but they can't be useless
They must be good, but not a bore
They must
They must
They must

But they can never ever point these incongruities out

Day 49: ...

I really don't have anything to say except; government get your shit together.

Day 48: Non backspace free writer

Sobi didn't really do all gust Mughal today bb usually I spend my time talking about what I did or what I thought about, kinda like a diary but in my quest tob becalmed a better writer I decided to try out he idea sod a free write. Where you just sir down and type for a certain amount of time.

Yep.

Let me know if I should do this again. I'm talking to you one person who cares.

Day 47: One minute free write

Ready, set, go!

I could still remember the look on his face. The terrible twisted grin. The glowing red eyes. The stench of death had pervaded the air sending terrible chills down my spine.

Something tells me I nervous about something.

Tomorrow I'll do one without using backspace or fixing autocorrect.

Day 46: Gov

What the hell government? I was hanging out with my friend after school and Natalie brought up the topic. Apparently the republican part of the government decided they didn't want to deal with Obamacare or something and then the government had a temporary shut down. What the whole world makes you think that you can just stop the government because you are not getting your way! Dicks! What the hell? WHAT THE HELL?!?!

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