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Thursday, December 6, 2007


Anxiety attacks, anxiety attacks, anxiety attacks..
Today's the annual inspection for ROTC.
Freaking out about it.
Commander called my house yesterday and he told my mom that if I don't go to school he'll come here, and get me.
I don't doubt that either.
Commander doesn't lie.

I guess he's going to let me pass out pamphlets to the parents who come in.
I don't know.
Then he's going to put me in a platoon with other kids who have back problems.
I have mild scoliosis, so standing for long periods of time hurts.
So, I'll be able to sit if I need to.
Commander's also going to make sure the area manager doesn't come near me.
The area manager inspects everyone, and he asks questions.
Like who the president is, and stuff, and you have to answer, "The honorable George W. Bush."

I wasn't at the inspection last year, because I took laxatives to keep me out of school because I was so afraid.
Plus, my mom was in the hospital at that time and I was with my grandpa.
So he thought I was sick.
I ended up losing four pounds because of that.

School scares the living bajeesus out of me.
Then I have to do this.
If I don't I'll be dropped from the unit, and at this point I really don't care much anymore.

I'm sick of being so afraid.
I just want to be courageous.
No more being a pussy.
It's not that easy though.

Almost forgot..
To top it all off I have an appointment with my counselor and my dad.
He's picking me up from school.
That's going to be awkward.
Nervous about that as well.
Second time seeing him.

Anyway, it's midnight.
I don't think I'll sleep, but I mine as well try.

I hope you all have a great day.
*Hugs*

xoxo Britty

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