Well it’s afternoon and we haven’t done much. Yeah. So I guess Haley can’t come to my haircut today but whatever I’ll just call Corinna or something. But wow. I feel left out a lot when I’m with almost all my friends. Like, I’m not anyone’s #1 on myspace, except for Hank, and it’s probably because he doesn’t know how to change it. I’m not even sure if I’m anyone’s VERY best friend. Actually, I’m sure. Haley’s got Clara, Clara’s got Haley, Corinna’s got Alexis and Ashley, Madi’s got Victoria, and Sara’s got Katrina, and Hank’s got Billy. Yeah so I guess I’m kind of backup. Basically Haley is the only one who doesn’t call me as a last resort. But whatever. I’m pretty independent. I don’t need to be anyone’s closest friend! I’ve got myself. THE END.
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Born in 1996 Over the coming months, I'll be publishing several journal entries a day in chronological order. I began journaling in 2007, when I was eleven years old. Even then I wrote as though I were archiving my life, collecting details about my world. As I grew older, journaling became more of a description of my emotional world. I am an aspiring creative nonfiction writer who is producing very little since graduating college this Spring. But with this unusually thorough account of my entire adolescence, I feel as though I have been given a gift that has been under my nose this whole time. This is a practice in forgiveness and vulnerability. It is also a way to laugh at myself. View all posts by uuggla