GODDAMMIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Six hours later.)

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I don't even KNOW what to say anymore. I am doing homework in school. My English grade dropped to an 86 from a 94. I am actually good in CHEMISTRY of all goddamn places. I started my research paper opening paragraph WITHOUT my revised copy. And today is the second official day for Tech Week and I want someone to through me into the deepest pits of Tarturus so the Drakon can end my pitiful existence. One of the only good things to happen today are getting my math homework done, successfully pulling off changing half way into my tech outfit (I love my school's oversized sweats!), and getting the opening paragraph pushed back to Friday.

I am here until ten.

How am I suppose to survive that?

Oh yeah, did I mention that there was a murder in the town where I go to school?

I didn't, did I?

GODDAMMIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Six more hours later.)

I forgot I may have to help the creepy actor do a quick change.

Please, Aslan, don't make me.

I literally lied to this kid about my name.

Don't let me do that.

Aslan, truly, I do not need that stress.

This is me:

And I know that this makes NO sense to add this, but he was freaking out too.

By the Lion's Mane, I am Freaking out.

From,

A possibly unstable Queen of Narnia,

Daughter of Loki,

and Mystic Falls Resident who wishes Damon Salvatore was real and does NOT know what to say anymore,

El-Salvatore