Dear Bethany,
Hello. Sorry I haven't written for so long. I've been busy. Well not really actually I just didn't really feel like writing. I talked to Patrick again. He said he'd miss me! Isn't that sweet? Yeah I think so too. Ellen and Diana and all the other girls were being totally bitchy freakoids about it. Ellen kept making little kisses in the air... a little "signal" to him. (fine, I wouldn't have really minded but he was sooooo embarassed.) I was really mad at them. Well not like, fight mad but mad enough to smile while sighing and tsk-tsk-ing.
Now I'm in NH. Everyone here, including Jessie, my favorite girl Oh JOY! OH RAPTURE! I am so ecstatic I'm jumping up and down... NOT!!!! Actually she's not as asshole-y as last year. Except now she and Kim have started a little "clique". Very annoying if you know what I mean. So Alice and I have been "hanging" together.
You are probably wonder who the the hell some of these people are so here we go:
Jessie: As I have already stated she is kind of bratty. SHe is USUALLY ok on a one-on-one basis. But in a group, well, she's very competitive and sshe never stops swearing. Supposedly she's very into "fashion" which personally I don't believe in. I think fashion is whatever YOU like.
TTFN
Corey
Up on my high horse again and growing a sarcastic attitude that would put my current self to shame.
Some thoughts:
- it is easy to dismiss fashion when your parents let you walk out of the house in patterned vests and cordoroy turquoise skorts.
- forcing someone to kiss you is not sexy.
-having your friends try to force someone to kiss you is even less sexy.
- a journal cannot talk back, no matter how conversationally you address it.
- you will inevitably become best friends with whichever person you hate the most... watch out.
Life lessons from 1995.
I think it is time for the skort to make a long overdue comeback! Actually, in my private school, there was a skirt version and a skort version that girls could wear. I always preferred it when they wore the skirt but the skort also has its appeal.
ReplyDeleteI love this blog. Occasionally, on cold winter nights - when I'm all the company I've got, I tune into your blog and catch up. It was recommended to me ages ago by a good friend (though I forget which one). I always end up laughing and commiserating. Indeed, I think we were all this flighty at 12. I remember giving my 12 year old boyfriend a mix-tape with songs all having the word "kiss" in it, because: you betchya! I was hoping to get the smacker-oo... and when it happened, my journal claims, "The world just stopped. Everything was spinning." Alas, Little Corey had a friend across the planet suffering the same growing pains.
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