THE SLOW DECLINE OF ALIBABA SALUJA

Blog Entry
09/11/xxxx
1. UNTITLED

MY NAME IS ALIBABA SALUJA. Yeah, I know most bad stories (not bad in content, more like, bad in writing) start that way. I don't care. Just bear with me a little, whoever you are. I'm in a critical state right now- Half my "friends" hate me and the rest don't know what to make of me. The truth is (and I swear this time it isn't just me putting the blame on just about anyone else) that, even though I could blame half a dozen different people (that's partly why I'm in this mess), if I were to point fingers, I'd point all five from each hand to a single person. Everyone thinks the worst of me right now, when this is actually the devil's work. Goddamn ambisexterous incubus. For the sake of privacy, I suppose, it will be S from now on.

(My counselour told me to start this journal/blog/ODI (online display of insanity) as a therapeutic procedure or whatever, but he never said anything about not making it public. At this point I think it's the only way somebody will listen to me since most people feel I had it coming. He didn't say anything about (excessive) (use) (of) (parenthesis) either (which I'm sure must be a signal of pre-psychotic rage followed by murder frenzy, and I'm starting to wonder if this is how every kid who ever carried a gun to school felt before they did it). The truth is I sorta hoped someone I know would read this. That this... "thing" (never been a fan of blogs) would somehow become a "weapon" for my defense in a place where I'm attacked without anyone hearing what I have to say about it).

EDIT: Reading this a little later, it does seem like I'm a very crazy person, doesn't it? I swear it wasn't like that before all this started.

Edited 09/11 22:37

Introductory Notes:

[ ~ ] First Person POV from Alibaba's perspective. It alternates between Alibaba's memories of the past and his blog posts in the not too distant future. It might include blog entries by other people, or comments in Alibaba's posts.

[ ~ ] Seems obvious at this point, this is an AU High School fanfic.

[ ~ ] Adult content (yessss, porn, swearing, drugs, you know, normal High School stuff (?)).

And... that's pretty much it. Blog entries will be short, but the actual story will have more content, I promise. I'm really open to suggestions because if there's anything I love about this fandom is its creativity. And by creativity I mean minds as dirty as public restrooms.