'grrrrrr grrrrrr grrrr'

"please do not tell me is morning already", i groan as i got up from bed,looking at my alarm i see the time is 6:05am which means i have exactly an hour with some minutes to get to work as i tried to get prepared to go to work i see the diary a colleague of mine gave me in order to help me(ha,of course it will) and i decided to go through with it.

''so how does one write on a wrecked up life " i muttered to myself and then begin to write

Dear diary or whatever that's said here,

I just got this piece of scrape from a woman where i work who like to call herself my friend,serioisly i have seen enough 'friends' to last me for life(oh and yeah i did airquote that friend),she said it would helped me and her words i quote 'vent my frustration',ha ha,what does the little shit know about frustration,she thinks she's seen life(how stupid),am just gonna humour her and write in this book.I have lived for the past twenty-eight years,i've done both good and bad alot which am sorry for(but if time where turned i'd still do them again.

You must be like what kind of woman is this cussing and allowing the ash on her cigar to fall on my page (that's if you were had some secret emotion device) and am not sorry for that,i also do not know why am holding a ciggarette it's just that in all these cool movies i see whenever an important personality is writing in a diary or book or whatnot they always hold a cigarette with a dark a tense atmosphere and everyone knows that logic is true,getting on to the intro my name is Kuchiki Rukia and my life has been a mirage of badluck since i was a kid,i always got the bad end of the stick you see from a sister who abandoned her to a brorher-in-law who doesn't give a damn and Oh did i mention i was a single mum(yeah,was is the word)

I live in a broken down aparrment with cockroaches and bedbugs that climb your bed at night(trust me that shit ain't funny),i worked as an assitant in departmental store,my salary is like a 9th graders monthly allowance so you know how empty i am,my family looks down on me(yay!!),alot of bills to pay not that i have any hope of paying them and lest i forget my fiance just called off our wedding but lets put that on hold,for some reason i want to discuss about the biggest mistake of my life,you see he was the worse,asshole left me high and dry(literally) he's name is kurosaki ichigo and he's the cause of most of my problems and as much as i'd love to write more i have to go to work.

bye(sound weird telling an inanimate object that...

As i stepped out my front door to go to work i remembered something important

"damn,i got fired'' and then i decided to fuck it and go to work(stupid idea i know)