My internet is down again so I guess that's like it screaming at me, "GO WRITE SOME FANFICTION!" So I believe I shall do that, and here I bring you, Life As We Knew It, based on the book.

Life As We Knew It

Monday, May 2nd, 2011

All of my teachers keep stressing about how there is supposed to be a meteor coming so close to the atmosphere that you will be able to see the fire from it. Apparently, this has not happened for 124 years. I couldn't care less about it. The meteors coming on Wednesday, and for all of my classes I have a project to do on it. With Nationals coming up in Glee Club, I cannot write one essay per class about a stupid meteor.

It's all everybody is talking about. Why? I have no idea, I live in the middle of OHIO. Of course, the second we can see a meteor coming everybody is going to flip out.

"Ok class, your assignment for the next week is to write an essay about what you are feeling about this meteor." That's my English assignment… Can I just hand this in? I feel like these thoughts sum up all of my feelings pretty darn well. The meteor. The meteor this, the meteor that. I can't take it! If someone says another thing about this meteor I am going to throw a Rachel Berry tantrum!

Blaine is obsessed with this meteor more than anyone I know, except it's adorable with him. Anything Blaine does is adorable. He seems like a cute little puppy dog talking about it. When he talks about it, it's acceptable. When anyone else talks about it, suddenly it's not so adorable..

I personally believe Finn Hudson has been playing way too many video games. He believes this meteor is not really a meteor, and it's really just an alien UFO coming to Earth to destroy the human race. That theory has to be the stupidest thing I have ever heard in my entire life, well along with everything I am hearing about this meteor.

My AP Chemistry teacher wants us to come up with the amount of joules the meteor gives off. I honestly do not care about the meteor. I've said it once, I'll say it again. Enough. With. The. Meteor.

Today during Glee club, we were preparing for Nationals. Our plan again is to figure everything out once we get there. I don't understand why we're doing that again, honestly we never win doing that. I say we do Born This Way as our opening number, I thought that number was a big hit when we did it. Of course, I should probably change what my shirt says due to a rapidly increasing number of homophobes.

Mercedes and I went on a Breadstix date before. HA! She thinks Blaine and I are secretly dating. That has to be the most absurd thing I have ever heard in my entire life. Of course, I am madly in love with said hobbit, but there is no way under the sun he could ever like me back! It's just not physically possible. I mean, I'm me, and well he's he. Blaine Anderson would never fall in love with a guy like me. It's impossible….right?

Dad and Carole are finally planning their well-deserved honeymoon! I still feel terrible that they gave up their honey moon just so I can go to boarding school to get away from Karofsky. Eventually, Karofsky came around and saw the light….not that light. I mean the light as in he was able to see the wrong in what he was doing. Santana helped him. Santana.

I had the best dream last night. It was about a special someone with the initials B. A.

"Kurt… there is a moment... when you say to yourself. Oh, there you are. I've been looking for you forever.. And watching you sing Blackbird this week, was that moment for me….about you. You move me, Kurt, and this duet would just be an excuse to spend more time with you," Blaine spoke nervously as he admitted his feelings to me.

He started to lean in, my heart started screaming, "Oh my goodness! This is not happening, this is a dream! This is a beautiful dream!" Our lips met halfway, the kiss we shared was somewhat awkward but not really because it just felt right. It was over much too quickly.

"We should…We should practice."

"I thought we already were." Then we pounced at each other's lips.

Right when it was getting to the good part, my alarm clock sounded. I honestly wish I could have slept more. That dream was flawless and it deserved more screen time.

Well anyway, I believe that this meteor needs to just show up already so everybody can see it's really not that big of a deal and life can go back to normal. People need to stop obsessing over things so…so silly.

I should get started on those reports, but I promised Blaine I would Skype with him. I haven't seen him for a few days. He still attends Dalton, while I'm back in the hell hole called McKinley. Who came up with the idea of having me come back here? Oh wait….I did. Just because I said Karofsky has been leaving me alone, doesn't mean the other football players have. Azimo is my new Karofsky, and I am tired of it.

I wish I was back in the safety of Dalton, but then again they are probably getting ten times the amount of homework assignments about the meteor than I am. While McKinley has many flaws, it does have its ups compared to Dalton. Sadly, I still prefer Dalton. Even with its massive amount of work. At least there, I'm safe. But then again, is anybody ever really safe?

You never know, this meteor could wind up hitting Earth and creating the Dinosaur age all over again. I pray to the skin gods, that that never happens.

Can you imagine what my skin would look like? Oh my god. I can't even think about it without shriveling up in disgust.