The Dairy of A Vampire

This is the Dairy of a 15-year-old vampire named Vladimira. She lives with her human family and she hates that she can't get the right food. She has never tasted human blood before and her mother and father are pushing her ever closer to trying some of them. But, of course, they don't know that she is a vampire.


25. Entry 25; Wend Dec 7th 2016

          I wanted a snow day but I got a tiny bit of inches of snow on the ground. Man, I hate this. I didn't want to come to school today. I just wanted to sit at home drinking hot chocolate but no. Mother nature has decided that I have to lie with going to school. I guess that I can live with it. I just don't want to.

          Well, I am not doing much at all fro the next two weeks other than having homework that I have to have done at home without a clue how the hell I am supposed to do it. Here is the bad thing with that. My father doesn't come back home till 7 or 8 at night and my brother is not back until that time as well. My mother, she doesn't get back till 9. I get back at home try my hand at the math homework and I end up not getting a clue how I am supposed to do it. And then I get mad and it just means that I have to either A) get out of this class, or B) Take some better notes. I just don't wnt to. I hate math and I am not good at it. 

          So a few weeks or months ago I was forced to watch a video that said everyone is a math person. I am going to say that this is a big fat lie. Not everyone is a math person I am living breathing proof of that. I am not a math person and math is not my thing. 

           I know some of what I am doing today. I know that if and when I get to the science part of this class we are going to do something with water. And I have no clue what we are going to do with the math part. But I may hate math but I like doing to Circle thingy. That we are doing to learn how to MAKE a hot air balloon. I just don't want to do it. That is all. Well, I should get back to work. If only it was my idea of work. That is the worst part of it.


          Well, today is not AS bad as I thought that it would end up being. I thought that it was gong to be bad with having to do ART and then Math. But I would say that it is somewhat good today. I just can't wait to go home, though. As much as I hate home; home seems to be a place I am slowly starting to like more than school. It was soo different last year. I was sure that I was going to love it all the same year around. But I was mistaken. I have enjoyed everything up until I had to do some Math. My head is hurting less and less every day. Do you think that it has something to do with the turn? If so that is just great. I am hoping though that something good comes out of this whole ordeal and I can go away from home yet still come to school. It is lunch time right now and I am really not that hungry. I have been talking with my werewolf friend and she is trying to make a decide about something. I am not going to say that one is one her to say but I still ave no clue what I am going to do. 

           I am still really sad that the only person I have to help through this turn would be my werewolf friend. She is the only one who would know what is going on. I wish that the person who made me (A.K.A.  maker and or sire) wouldn't have just turned me and left. 



          Science wasn't AS bad as I thought that it would have been today. I though that it would have been worst off today. But I was wrong. It was kinda fun. But it still would have been better had I NOT had a inhances sence of smell. But beggers can't be choser right? But I mean the class could have been worse. I could have been reading out of a text book all day long and not doing anything but having my butt in a chair all day long. I am just soo happy that my little brother is not in my classes. 

         Well, my very intresting day has come to an end. I don't mean like the sun has gone down or anything but school has ended. Ummmm ... Sooo ... Yeah.

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