New Found Glory, Or Not..

A new year but new friends, new life, new experiences…. and me. Hmm. That’s weird. I remember getting up out of bed, but I guess that was just a dream, too. The alarm clock rings again and I try to squirm free of my yesterday and I swat my hand against the alarm clock, of course I miss and break the damn clock. I had a dream last night that I had a fight with my friend and then I realized I HAVE NO FRIENDS . Except Crimson, she’s the only one who understands me. She’s so perceptive.

I get off my lazy ass and go the bathroom. I stare at my reflection in the mirror, its so interesting i almost fall asleep staring at it. I look at my hair. . . is that . . . . . . Gum? .. .. . . .CALYX, I’M GONNA KILL YOU YOU LITTLE TRAMP ! DAMN, NOT AGAIN . SHE’S FRIKIN 14 !

I shuffle through the drawer and find something to cut it off with. With my hand qivering, I raise a knife to cut the gum out of my hair. Right at that moment, guess what happens. . . .my mom walks in. This is my life.

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