Nala Toph

Written Thoughts
2020-11-13 08:28:38 (UTC)

My Fucking Morning

*just going to tell you this now, play the benny hill theme song as you read this*

I woke up at 6:50am and dad asked me when I usually leave. Well usually I leave somewhere between 6:00-6:20 am. So I’m not exactly happy. I gather up my stuff and rush out the door, two minutes onto the freeway and I realize I don’t have my phone. Dad turned and drove back home and I’m freaking out unable to find it when mom calls and I hear it buzz in room and after I flip over somethings I realize it’s in my vest the entire time. So I storm out the door and dad drives me back to school. Then when I get to the courtyard nobody was there so I checked Remind to see if there was an announcement and apparently it was called off. Because fuck me and my time on campus doing the muster. So I went to the media center to go into google classroom but those doors were lock. At this point I was heavily considering to ram myself into a wall and hopefully getting a concussion this way I am now someone else’s problem so I no longer have to deal with me and my menial hardships.

If I’m getting bullied, I stand up for myself. If I make a mistake I make sure I don’t do it again. I was obese once but I shed off 30 pounds of fat and even gained muscle. But as soon as I am confronted with such a minor interference I immediately start thinking how much easier killing myself is compared to getting through it.


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