Ahhhhh, I know, I live! Sorry. Uni got really hectic and I kind of forgot all about this. Then I lost all motivation. Then loads more shit went down. I'm slowly trying to get back on my feet. That and I'm insanely bored, but with no motivation to actually do anything. Nevertheless, I'm hoping to shoot a few of these out today. I got this one done in ten minutes. Wish me luck for more, and I'm sorry for being MIA for so long.
Prompt: Just Write
Words: 313
Okay so she suggested I start a diary, so here I am, starting a diary. This is weird. I might ramble quite a lot because she told me just to write, not to think about the words I am saying or how I am phrasing it or if the sentences are too long or make no sense. I think that sentence may have been too long. Ah well. So I am writing. Not too sure what about, exactly. About my thoughts, I think. Or that's what I'm meant to be writing about, anyway. How I feel about certain things. But I guess nobody is ever going to read this but me, so guess what? I feel shit. If I ever read back over this, I'll know exactly what I meant. I'll know exactly what just happened. And he wasn't even expelled. He did that and he wasn't even expelled.
And I was just so scared. I don't know what I was doing. It wasn't me at all. I don't know, I meet a cute guy and suddenly I completely change. I shouldn't have done it. If I'd just kept my fucking mouth shut, or ignored him one more time, or not followed him in there, or not answered him back. And now I have to see Miss Pillsbury every week. Great. I hope she doesn't read this. She told me to start this, she won't make me read it to her, will she? I can't ever take this to school just in case she sees it. Or if he sees it. He told me to tell nobody but now I've told this diary. And Blaine. Of course I told him. I am just scared. Scared and without any clue of what I should do.
I hear dad downstairs. Maybe I should go and sit with him for a bit. This is weird anyway.