Liveblogging the Apocalypse

So it is 1:00 AM, Eastern Time.
Not much activity going on here in my neighborhood on the eastern coast of the U.S. A plane flew by. It was a bit low, but otherwise not much out of the usual. It is dark outside.

3:07 PM. E.T.
Just got out of school, sorry.
It is cool in South Florida. Pleasant weather. No signs of zombies or major lava-spewing breaks in the earth's surface. My entire family's phones, however, lost signal at the same time.
There is a couple in a van, parked in a nearby empty parking lot. They have what seems to be a stack of envelopes/letters in their hands. How curious.
The sky is quite clear, for the most part, and the moon is high overhead.

5:30 PM E.T.
I'm not sure what's going on. The neighborhood children are performing some ritualistic activity involving screaming and running back and forth with a sphere decorated with black and white geometric shapes. I'm quite concerned.

6:00 PM E.T.
Mother didn't prepare dinner. I'm not eating as much as I thought I would be. I actually have almost no ideas on what to write. Maybe the apocalypse is real.

7:52 PM E.T
Wasn't the world supposed to "end" hours ago? Hmmmm...