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Tuesday, 28th of October. Two days till my birthday.
6:23 AM
This morning when I got out of bed it was scary, I knew I could get into UA if I tried hard enough in the entrance exam .I've had close to no friends over the years of middle school, so this is a fresh start if you will.
Talking in Gothy Emo is hard enough, let alone writing in it. Ill try write normally for this entry.
Mother got me this for a UA diary to keep my secrets to myself, To kiss and not tell if you please. Honestly I think she will read it to herself when I'm not looking, So that's why I writing in English, She cant read English you see.
My sixteenth birthday is on the 30th of October. I'm fifteen years old, My favourite food is apples, I take a liking to the artists Mitski and My chemical romance, I don't have any siblings and I'm Five foot two.
I've got to get ready. I will update you when I'm ready.
10:04 AM
I've just gotten off my bike and am now waiting in a room of UA, I seem to be gathered with hundreds of people. They all see respectful enough, a boy with bright yellow hair and a black streak sits next to me, He is smiling happily and bouncing is leg quickly, Its rather distracting but ill try to ignore it as he seems to have ADHD as of his body language.
Its starting, ill put my diary away and update you once we have finished.
6:07 PM
That was rather crazy, We had to take down robots and save people. I took down many along with saving a few people in the process. A girl who could grow her hair as she pleased was thankful I saved her, I doubt she'll get in at all though, it seems as her quirk is as normal as any pedestrian you meet while walking out.
I think I have a high chance of getting in.
10:38 PM
I was about to sleep but a thought occured to me, I wanted to keep track of what I saw by my bedside window. I see rain clatter against the glass, the winds are high and the trees seem not to like it. Trees are almost like damsels in destress, They cant fight back against a quirk that's to hard, or a wind that's too strong for them to deal with, so they perish to the floor and with a last breath, there gone.