Saturday, 4 August 2007
Dear diary,
I really really hate to admit it, but I feel lonely here. This morning, I simply just waved to Beth and Lindsay, but they walked away. I was literally sitting by myself at the breakfast table. How embarrassing. I'm convinced it's because I'm bald. It's a CURSE. The only person who will actually talk to me unprovoked is Harold. I would've preferred ANYONE else-well, maybe not Owen-but someone other than those two. Whatever, I don't care that much. I'm so much better than them anyways.
We had to do some surfing challenge. Chris basically chugged random objects at us while we tried to balance on a surfboard above a pool in the freezing cold room. Then we went to an actual beach and built sandcastles. It was a tie, so THEN we had to do a dumb dance contest. We had LeShawna go up against Trent the weirdo (he became obsessed with the number 9 out of nowhere, but that's besides the point). LeShawna is SO bad at dancing that I got secondhand embarrassment from it. But we ended up winning because Trent was acting all weird again. We had an awesome beach party with cool music. But that's where the "alone" feeling came back.
I was surrounded by my teammates. They were dancing and laughing and talking while I danced by myself. It's not like it was the absolute worst thing in the world, but it was kind of boring. Any time I tried to talk with someone, they just gave me an annoyed look or ignored me. I KNOW I was super mean last season. I'm not stupid. But I have good ideas for my team! I wish they'd respect that at the very least.
xoxo, Heather
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