I'm lame. This whole paper is lame. Put it down. Now. Yea I'm a decedent of the mighty Posiden. So what? Who cares? There is nothing special about me. Every day is the same. School. Battle training. Water manipulating. Lame. Boring. Old news. My hair is red and long. My eyes are green. I wear black all the time. Nothing in my life is special or fun. So once again I tell you. Put. This. Book. Down. Do it. You'll regret it if you don't.
Every day starts the same. I wake up and get dressed, comb my hair and eat. I try to avoid school, but being who I am my parents force me to go. Yea I have friends but that's just cause I'm special. Or so people say I am. Like I said. I'm lame, I'm boring.
Well since I have to do this stupid paper I guess I should tell you some stuff about me. Like I'm eighteen, like screamo music and love to draw. Besides that I'm like any other kid. I chase girls, never had a girlfriend though, I get in trouble and I rebel against my parents. I guess I should be a good kid, a straight A kid, to keep my family's name clean, but you know what? I don't really care. Just because I'm supposed to be some big shot I get judged and put down cause I'm so lame and stupid.
Well enough about me. I should tell you about my family and friends. Actually I'll start by telling you about this really nice girl I know. Her name is --- eh I'm boring myself. I'll write about her tomorow.
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My Life: Underwater
FantasyPut this book down. This whole journal is lame and pointless. My teacher made our class keep a writen record of our life starting our freshman year. My life is so lame, yea I'm a decedent of Posiden. Who cares?
