Friday, August 28, 2009


It's been great, but right now, I'm not going to talk about the great stuff.

Today, My mom told me that when I start regular school, I can't dress like me anymore. I was upset and while she checked me and a little while after I was crying. I talked to Miranda and felt better, until the car ride. I felt myself getting close to them, and I was thinking about how that might be a bad thing, when they started commenting on my lack of talkativeness. Paul, being well, Paul, had to announce that I hated them all, which made me feel horrible because that's what I was thinking about. Everyone got after him, but it still hurt. Then no one really talked to me. After lunch, Paul started again, but we went to the SLC Library and I got split into a different group with Jax and Beth. Beth and I talked books, and Jax joined in a bit until our scavenger hunt, which I pretty much did, was over and we won. Then Miranda, who usually makes me happy watched Alex walk past me. Maybe I'm a creep but he smells really really good, and it stays in the winde behind him, so I sniffed the air a little. She called me a creep. We went to the van and Beth said she wanted to sit by me in the back and talk books. Miranda would have to move up and she was mad, so she took it out on me

"maddi's never riddin in the front"
"beths moving to tlak to her"
"who is going to"
"Not me"
I said "I"ll do it"
sarcastically "Yay. Good for you. loser"

end with me cryin the whole way and home and no one noticing.

So right now, I just really want a mani/pedi and some nails. I want to relax and ignore them, and not do my homework. But I really want to get my nails done this weekend, and relax. And I have to work all day tomorrow. Joy.

See you when it's over.



  1. I am sorry you had such a bad day. Kids no matter where they are can be jerks. Just remember you are there to help yourself and not them. I love you!!

  2. I agree with your mom. You jsut ned to concentrate on you. Get yourself better. I know it's hard when kids are mean to you. Mine was that I was the fattest kid in school. It's really hard to hear mean comments. Just remember that I love you.

  3. That's supposed to be "just need" Sorry for the spelling.

  4. It's life....
    who cares? Don't let them get to you.

  5. I second what Adrie says ... don't let them get to you. I know that is easy to say and hard to do, but somehow it Must be done. BTW, the silouette (sp?) on the left of your page??? the girl (fourth one in) looks JUST like you!!!

  6. ps- isn't grandma a friend too?


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