Day 1 .-.

I'm officially starting this shiznit up. Why March 25th? I don't even know. I just thought that I needed something to do in life besides read books on wattpad all day and cry about my failing love life. So TA-DA! This is the official blog of me. Not that interesting.... but whatever.

What this blog is going to be about? Well, it's basically my diary. My very public diary.

I guess I should start. For Privacy Reasons, every one's name shall be encoded in some weird name. So to you, I'm Savannah.

Very creative, I realize.

Anyway, Let me start way back. Way back meaning 6th grade. Okay, so I was freaking out. Like OMG! Middle school! When, seriously, It isn't that big of a deal. So there were many kids in my class, and one of them I just decided to hate. You know, like when you look at somebody and you decide that you really hate them for some unknown reason? Yeah.

And lucky me was stuck in his class for 3 years in a row. Lets name him Hayzus. Because frankly, he deserves a weird name. And Juancarlos just didn't make the cut.

This kid is super annoying. I swear, he tries to use my name as much as freaking possible. "Thank You Savannah. Lets take a picture of Savannah. Your hair is beautiful Savannah." And when he's not talking about me, he's overly disgusting. Once, I was sitting at his table and he was talking about having dicks shoved up his ass. Like what the actual hell? You know, he's lucky he's cute.

Oh and get this. He's popular. Like ew. And before you guys jump to any conclusions and say he likes me or something, HE DOESN'T. In fact, I bet he hates me as much as I do. He's asked me out 3 times, all on dares. I hate him. I HATE HIM.

AND HIS LOCKER IS RIGHT UNDER MINE LIKE RIOYPIOREYEYPSNMYHEOTHOI

And every time I'm standing in front of my locker he has to go and ruin my day by saying "Excuse me Savannah." And then I'm forced to move, frantically holding the huge avalanche just waiting to happen, slam my locker, and leave. And when he tries to talk to me, he would say the most stupid thing ever. For example:
"Savannah. Are you in my group?" Me: "No" Him: "Then get out of my table! Just tell Yaga to move. Oh wait no. She'll kill you. Never mind Savannah. You can stay."

HE MAKES NO SENSE.

Btw, Yaga is one of my friends thats always screaming yaga while she pulls your hair. Don't ask.

My friends are seriously convinced that I have a crush on him because of how much I rant about him. We have even been shipped.

#SAVAYZUS. Don't ship it.

On other news, My mom ate my portion of my dinner, so now I have nothing to eat. Not that it matters. I don't eat much. My best friend (Frizzy) has a bf, and barely spends time with me anymore.

Life sucks. Deal with it. Just don't do it alone.
                                   -Savannah (Ps. Vote on the side about the Cheerleading stuff.)