Dear Diary,
I am not a new writer. I have written many times at this app. I had a few writings of mine hanging around this app, but I made sure they did not hang around like me. You may ask, "Why?" well I thought they were just too boring to read, because no one gives a shit about what I go through, they got their own shit to deal with.
Well now let's get to the topic. recently I swore to myself that I will change; this was 2 months ago. Did not do writing, because I did not have anything to say, my life was haven in my hands. Since October came in, it has not been the same ever again. It felt like nothing is too good to be real without any hell in my life. Happened just like I said it. I got to a new low, to the point where I wanted it all to end. Well, here is the story. I am a High schooler, not my first year. It started out perfect. I worked for it, I got it. Well not exactly. I worked hard for it, but I did not get it as hard as I worked for it. I am talking about my grades. Started out with A's now ending up at C's. I am putting all in but there is no sign of result in sight.
Now besides that. I got suspended, at the start of October, for getting in a brawl. The brawl they say, was not even that bad. Well that aside, the brawl had a good reason for it. The kid I got in brawl with, talked how I would go back living in the slums. I did not live in the slums exactly, but it pissed me off because I had so much going on, I had to take it out on someone, and he just sparked a little fire, there was more to burn. For that reason, I got suspended for about 5 days. I missed my soccer practice and Homecoming party. And my phone, which I got a week ago, taken away for an entity. It means I won't get it back, but I told my friends I will get it back in a few months, just so they don't feel sympathetic. Back to the brawl. No one was hurt bad; well, the fact is no one was hurt at all. I started the fight in order to get the kid to tape his rushing mouth of hell shut. Did not go as plan, just a few days after I come back, someone tells me the hell speaks again. By hell I refer to him. I was feeling a sudden anger go through me. It felt like my blood was burning. I did not regret anything I did that day, besides the fact that if I knew I would get suspended for 5 days, I should've got him to bleed a few tears.
That's enough talking for now. There is a lot more I wish to tell anyone reading, if anyone. I don't want to bore the heck out of anyone, So I made sure, they had time to read other diaries. Well then, I will see you sometimes soon.
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