So, I have officially not written anything for this story in over a year.. for no apparent reason. I had absolutely no good reason to be on an unofficial hiatus, and I totally understand if you all completely hate me and none of you start to read this again, but I absolutely PROMISE you that I will update this once a month until I think it's over. And If I don't, then I give you full permission to kill me, hang me from the gallows, whatever. Or just threaten me with strong words.. But yeah. I WILL finish this. I promise.
EDIT: 6/15/13
Friday September 25
4:30 PM
THE SEX GOD HAS LANDED! Oh, today was just full of fabulosity—you would never believe it- no you would not! Blaine joined Glee! I can not contain myself! I have been doing happy dances all afternoon because I am happy. Would you believe that? Happy dances inspired by happiness!
On the not-so-bright-side, THE EVIIILLLL ONE, also joined Glee, but he's a skanky ho, so nobody cares about what he does. Everybody in Glee ignored him anyway, because they all love me and hate him, so he might just quite because he felt so unwelcome.
Ugh. I'm so happy!
4:31
Have I told you how happy I am?
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Pretty dang happy.
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That's how happy.
5:00
He joined because I asked him to. At lunch. I literally sat down at his lunch table- in front of his friends and boyfriend and everyone else- and asked him to join Glee! Literally! He said he would come to today's meeting, and Sebasti- I mean, THE EVIL ONE, glared at him and told him he shouldn't go because it's suicide.
Well, you want to know what, stupid ho? He WENT, and he LOVED it! (And he will also love me and leave you in the dust, I just know it. We will be married and live happily ever after. So there.)
Saturday September 26
7:00 PM
In three hours, the girls and I are going to the club to investigate the backstabbingslutfacedhobag, better known as THE EVIL ONE. I am very very excited to find out what we're going to discover. Maybe we'll find a torrid love affair, or drug dealing, or- GASP- I don't know, I can't think of anything else. I just wanted to be dramatic.
Anyway, I need to find something to wear!
7:05
I have looked through my entire closet and I have nothing even remotely club- worthy! UGH! My life is literally over. I should just die now.
7:06
Maybe I could wear my cat suit?
7:35
Cat suit was NOT a good idea! I just got it off. I still look super hot in it, but I couldn't breathe or move. It would be perfect for date rape, but that's not what I'm going for tonight.
I literally have NOTHING to WEAR! OHMIGOD. Maybe I'll call Rachel and ask to borrow some of her clothes. There was that time I dressed her up as skanky Sandy from Grease.. maybe if I borrowed those pants..?
9:45
Outfit is a success. Rocking the skanky Sandy pants, guyliner, purposeful bed- head, and skintight top. Totally club- worthy. Now we have got to do some sleuthing.
Oooh. That sounded dirty! Sleuthing…
Sunday September 27
2:30 PM
I don't remember much of what happened yesterday.. I just remember seeing THE SEX GOD grinding all up on THE EVIL ONE at the club and then.. something about bambi.
I'm so depressed. I've been praying to the ceramic god all morning- which is a freaking stupid expression for me to use considering I'm not religious- and I just want to feel better. Not only is my tummy hurting, but my heart is, too. They were there together. Apparently the secret lover from the last time was just Blaine, because it sure was Blaine this time…
I just want to die.
Nobody call me. I don't want to talk to anyone.
Nobody.
2:31
Nobody has called me yet! I have no friends! Am I a social recluse? Why isn't anyone calling to ask if I'm okay? Nobody has even sent a text to say they're sorry for my loss.
2:40
I am all aloney on my owney in this doggy dog world.
3:45
At least I have Finn. He brought me warm milk. And then talked about Rachel's boobs.
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I thought he was dating Quinn.. Oh well. Best not to think about it too much.
Thursday October 1
4:30 PM
THE EVIL ONE quit Glee. THE SEX GOD stormed out after him. Besides that the week has been extremely quiet.
Dad and Carole haven't bothered me about anything- AT ALL- which is a miracle and completely shocking. Because nagging me is in their job description.
My friends were properly sympathetic once the school week started and gave all their excuses for the radio silence on Sunday. I decided not to be mad at them since they were being such good friends at that point. I did want to point out that I could have died on Sunday and they wouldn't have known, but I didn't.
Because I'm a good person.
ANYWAY, Blaine stormed after his slut after his slut announced he quit Glee. That was the most dramatic thing to happen all week. I think THE EVIL ONE got tired of all of us glaring at him every time he talked, or moved, or breathed. He was probably tired of us harassing him. Blaine certainly didn't seem to care his boyfriend was being harassed. In fact, he seemed much more intent on talking to.. well,
MEEEE! Ugh, I'm so in love with him, it's crazy! And obviously, he loves me too! Maybe.. Kind of.. at least, sort of? At least, he will grow to love me in the future. I'm sure of it.
Hello lovelies,
It's been a long time, I know! I haven't been carrying around my journal as much lately, and you know how things go… I forget to write stuff down.. Don't be worried if you don't hear from me for long periods of time! I'm probably just.. jacking off or something!
Ooops, did I say that? Nope. Someone else clearly did.
WHO LET THE EVIL ONE WRITE MY LETTER TO THE READERS? I'm going to slap a ho.
Anyway, I love you all, and thanks for reading my angst and troubles and woes.
LOOOOOOOVE,
Kurt xoxoxoxo