Dear Diary,

Tomorrow is the first day of the semester and I am beyond excited. It means a fresh page when it comes to my academics. I have a chance to pick up my slack. I also have another job interview tomorrow and I hope it goes well because it seems like working at Olive Garden could be a lot of fun. I refuse to be a dishwasher though. Today was hard not going to lie. A lot of the day I spent inside my dorm. I went out to eat and that is it. I was pretty depressed today. Being hit by waves upon waves upon waves of emotions. I am excited for tomorrow because it means I will stay busy. It means I will have too much on my mind otherwise think of anything else. You know I have this weird feeling. Like something is going to happen. I do tarot card readings for funsies and don’t really believe in them but about 70% of the time, maybe even more, they are pretty accurate. I feel like something is going to come up with my police report. Or something is going to happen because of it. It could just be me though, me just having wishful thinking the police will actually do something about that son of a bitch. I’m going to try meditation again today to see if it helps me sleep. Last time it did help me to relax but not to fall asleep. I need to wake up earlier tomorrow for school. Lucas’s birthday is coming up. I doubt he remembers what mine is. Sorry that’s just me being sour. I haven’t seen him on campus yet. I have realized how paranoid I am. During my meals I would always look everywhere, looking for who knows what. A possible threat? I’m going to start carrying my pepper spray and taser again. I have a little keychain that has an alarm, pepper spray, and a knife. I have a taser that looks like a pen and can be carried easily in my pocket. Today was boring. I am so tempted to go back to watching YouTube but I know I need to go to bed because it takes me forever to fall asleep and I have to wake up at 8:30 tomorrow. My roommate hasn’t come back surprisingly. I thought she would be back by now since the semester starts tomorrow. I just hope for the best for myself. I don’t have much to say today. More will happen tomorrow. Hope all you guys are doing ok.

Peaches's Dear Diary