Post by lucifer jehova emery on Jun 6, 2012 18:28:37 GMT -5
lucifer jehova emery
18 ● MALE ● FAIRFAX HIGH ● WILSHIRE DISTRICT (HANCOCK PARK) ● ZAC EFRON ● MODEL/WORKS AT THE ABERCROMBIE AND FITCH IN THE MALL
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[/td][td]JOURNAL ENTRIES
8/25/2008 - school sucks. mom got me this journal because she thought it might help with the move. we came here from boston a few days ago and the movers are still unpacking our stuff. my house is really big and its in this old, funky place down in los angeles. i mean, who wants to be in los angeles? massachussetts was so much better... anyway, i stayed out of everyone's way and found my room which is across the hall from mom and dad's. anyway, i had my first day of school today and i have to say--i seriously hate fairfax. everyone kind of avoided me and i kept to myself. the teacher made this huge announcement about my arrival because dad apparently donated a shitload of money towards the renovation they were planning, so he got a plaque. i hope it gets better... there's this group of really popular kids that kept looking at me today... no friends as of yet...
1/23/2010 - i hate therapists. i hate hospitals. i hate people asking me questions about how i'm doing. don't they know i'm fine? stop worrying about me, god damn it. and i especially hate taking the time to write in these god-damn journals. if miss fletcher wasn't going to skin my hide i wouldn't write them. everything is fine but the hospital is hella boring and i hate it here. ugh, if they would just leave me and my family alone they would see that i am in a perfectly fine house. a social worker came into to talk to me today. she said it was fine to feel scared and upset but that i have to tell somebody about what's been going on. i don't want to! i'd rather live with my crappy parents than get shipped off god knows where as a foster child. dad said if i told them anything he was going to rip my intestines out. so, yeah, gonna stay quiet. plus, i don't even hurt anymore. and i never want another colonoscopy again.
6/23/2011 - school was pretty awesome this year. uncle reuben's been a bit of a bitch as of late. i think the hospital is wearing him down. and eli moved away... noah left after tay died, and the group kind of fell apart. now i really don't have any friends... dad practically is chaining me to my room all summer, and that means no fun. he wants me to be his little prince and start acting more "manly." he said he's going to find me a wife, too, and now i'm fucking freaked out. i don't want to get married! i'm too young! good thing i'm not gay, though, because that would have pissed him off even more. of course, mom got married at 11 and dad was 16 at his first marriage... sometimes i hate being the son of such a prestigious family. i'm sick of the shoes i have to fill.
JOURNAL ENTRIES
from: reuben - lucifer where the hell are you? it's 12:00 and your dad is throwing a hissy fit.
from: eli: you touch my camera one more time and i'll break your face.
from: lily: luc... call me... i have to talk to you...
from: noah - hey luc. just letting you know i'm leaving. it was nice knowing you.
from: hollister & co. - your job application has been accepted. you start work monday at 3 PM. be at the studio before then.
from: mom - honey dad and i are sorry... please come home... it won't happen again, i promise. call me.
from: ken - yo dick. can't just walk around thinking you're the best guy ever and expect to get away with it. you seriously need your ass kicked down a few notches, pretty boy.
from: aunt k - happy birthday luc! wait... it's august 23, right?
JUNIOR YEAR GRADES
english: D+
math: F
history: D-
art: B-
music: A+
pe: A+
physics: F
french: D-
detentions: 10
suspensions: 1
vip: edward emery
extra curricular: none, music club? choir?
sports: none, baseball?
notes: very bright boy, has trouble on tests, procrastinator, cheated on french test, seems somewhat lonely, huge ego, suggest a trip to the school counselor... no hope of college.
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