Day 1: Beginning of the End. Today, I have embarked on a journey to GameStop. It was a long and perilous journey. I almost did not make..one of the green lights. I had to speed in order to beat the yellow. As I arrive at GameStop, I caught eye of a game. "Call of Duty: Black Ops 2." There it was.. My fate. My destiny. My anti-social upbringing. Day Four: The Devilish Act I have arrived at home readers. He we are, about to insert the disc into the Playstation of Justice. I am very excited to see what is to come. I have not spoken to any of my friends since the games release. I hope everyone is alright! Day Nine: The Water Crisis We have run out of drinkable water. We do not have city water. All the bottles are empty. I haven't left the house in five days. Am I dying? Day Seventeen: The Neighbors The enemy had the nerve to come to MY FRONT DOOR STEP and ask me if I was okay. "Your grass hasn't been mowed for awhile and your car is here. Do you need help?" BOOM! HEADSHOT! 100. I dug my way underground into his house after dark and have raided his supplies to further stock my own. I then collapsed the tunnel with his body inside. I am a mastermind. Day Thirty-One: The Milestone We have run out of food and water again and my game has begun to lag. My eyes are bloodshot. I don't know the difference between Call of Duty or real life anymore. I have gotten into the habit of buying guns online and running around with a kitchen knife. I do not know how much longer I can keep this up. Day Thirty-Seven: The Power Outage We just had a massive power surge that had overloaded my television and broke it. I guess it is time to venture into the brightness. Day Thirty-Seven: The Delivery I have decided against venturing outside and buying a television, so I had ordered one online. Day Thirty-Eight: Recapping I haven't played that silly game in over a day. Hah. I can handle the three day shipping. I can do this. Of course I can! I'm a master prestige who is a total clutch player with a 3.57 KD and Magnum! I can do anything! Day Thirty-Eight: Oh Dear.. I have begun to get the shakes. Everything is so dark. I can't do this. I am seeing things in the darkness. I can't handle this anymore. Day Thirty-Nine: I've tried.. I couldn't sleep last night.. Everything I have done has gone to waste. I'm probably never going to get my television. I have nothing to do. My windows are boarded and bolted. The front door is jammed. The only light I am able to see is the light from my computer, and the bullet holes that my stupid neighbor made me add to my house. Day Thirty-Nine: Assisted Suicide ...I tried killing myself today. I did not have that much ammo. When I went to go shoot myself..I aimed for the face. I shot a round off. I got a hit marker. Are you fucking kidding me? Day Forty: The Television The TranZit company has delivered the television today! I am so excited! I honestly cannot wait to get it! Day Forty: One Small Problem The windows are bolted and the door is jammed. I have no way of getting outside of my house. I am going to die in here. I'm going to turn into one of those ghouls from Die Rise aren't I? It's like a mob of the dead in my mind right now. Day Forty: I can't do this.. I have made a small hole in the side of the house.. I had to use a... In order.. Oh wait! WAIT! NO! NO NO NO! NOOOOOOOOOOO! (The rest of the Journal has been either covered in blood, vomit, or other various bodily fluids that we should not mention. ) This concludes our story, of a look in the life of Captain Jack Sparrow! I hope you enjoyed reading.. Or.. I hope you enjoyed scrolling.. Stay Frosty, -CJS