Chapter Five
Finn Hudson
Dear Journal,
Okay this is…weird. I hate that Miss P. is making us write in journals! What are we, kindergarteners? The whole point of a journal is dumb! It's just like writing our feelings out loud for the whole freakin' world to read! Whatever…if I have to write in a journal, I might as well make it worthwhile.
This is what I did today-
Got up
Went to school
Had class
Went to football practice
Went home
Played videogames
This
…It's all the same, everyday! I wanted to break up the cycle so I gave up homework, but still! Everyday I do the same things and everyday I get home, tired, with nothing to look forward to except the bleak boringness of another school day. I mean come on! We're teenagers! We'll be going off to college in two years, and his stupid school is drilling the idea that there's nothing but boring to look forward to into our heads with an indestructible drill…which I know can't be true.
On a positive note, sports are working out awesomely for me right now. Since Kurt became kicker, we've been winning more and more games and everyone's feelin' better about themselves…including me…which is cool. I know I'm one of the more popular kids-even though Glee isn't helping that cause-but I'm still not the most confident kid around, ya' know?
I don't know what's up with Puck lately, he's just been…kinda…mad…about everything. The other day, he got so mad because I asked him if he had a pencil I could borrow! Oh yeah, and the day before that, I asked him if he was okay and his hands started, like, quivering or shaking or somethin'…you don't think he's…nah, Puck wouldn't get into any bad news like that…I don't think.
Maybe there's somethin' goin' around, because Rachel's been acting weird, too…like afraid or anxious…I know she wouldn't get into any trouble like that…Rach is to much of a goody-two-shoes to get into that…but she seems like, scared…like a wrecking ball is gonna fall from the sky and land on her head at any second.
…Time for detective Finn to do some re-con…
