#nextgenstarter

Color me surprised; Hillbilly High School seems to be just as vapid and pointless as the shitty boarding school I went to in Paris, with the added touch of cow poop stench everywhere you walk. And here I thought that living under a rock would at least help even the dumbest idiots among us build some character, but after driving past a couple of hicks in Letterman jackets who were highkey entertaining themselves with cow tipping, I lost what little hope I had left in humanity. 

Okay, so I have $12 in cash left in my wallet, and I think $20 in my checking account... that should be enough to get three more nice gifts, right? Because if not, I need to pick a favorite and... well... I really don’t want to do that. Why is Christmas so close? If I just had, say, another week to do Christmas shopping my life would just be that much easier. 

Officially landed in Lima, Ohio; ready to deck the halls or whatever it is you Christians say around this time of year. Place is still as dreary and boring as the last time I saw it. Which I guess isn’t long ago, but whatever, it definitely needs a little sprucing up. However, I will say I missed this place, and all of you fuckers who are probably back in town for the Holidays. Definitely need to catch up while we’re all in town at the same time. 

It’s only been 1,5 years ago since I was playing on the field myself, and I can’t believe how much has changed in so little time, specifically these new players who think it’s okay to whine and complain every fucking 5 minutes because they need ‘a break’. If you wanna bitch and moan like a bunch of teenage girls on their period, then you should have auditioned for the fucking Cheerios, dumbasses. Either you get your shit together or piss off, because I’m not wasting my time on bullshit like that. 

Thank fucking god. Only one more week and then we get a break from the hell establishment they call school. I’m just really excited for Christmas, Heather’s coming home, and we’re gonna do family things and.... god fucking bless, it’s only another week away. 

Once again it has been confirmed that we live in a world where victims get punished, while perpetrators get pampered. Making our cruel, homophobic tormentors join the only place where we are safe from them is outrageous, and yet another low point from this school. But forcing us to actually perform with these no-talent Neanderthals is just going too far. As Captain of The New Directions, I will not stand for this, and anyone that’s with me is more than welcome to join my protest performance tomorrow, since I do still require backup vocals and people who sway behind me.

I come baring good news to share, well good news for me anyway. I just had a very serious conversation with Mr. and Mrs. Lynn themselves about my home schooling and all of that. According to Sugar Lynn, who just got off the phone with one of my doctors, I’m allowed to re-enroll full time back in McKinley! I’m allowed to actually come back to school finally! I don’t think I’ve ever been so excited for school before in my life. It’s probably the best Christmas gift I’ve gotten this season.

What an odd way to spend Christmas this year, so far away from home. It really goes to show what can be taken for granted when you have it right at your finger tips for years, no worries of it not being there. I will say, however, this Christmas hasn’t been entirely bad. My brother actually got me a gift, it was something small, but it was cute all the same. Anyway, off topic, just wishing everyone a Happy Holidays! I hope you all spend your time wisely, and well, if any of you don’t, you all know who to contact~