Well hello.
I didn't want to upload because I wasn't freaking ready... But Delia wouldn't STFU about it so here you fucking go.
I don't even know what to talk about.
I'm tired as hell because I went to a sleepover party, and then another one the next day, where I stayed up til 5am, and then Delia texts me every day tellin me to update like just no.
And Jackie won't StFU about Bianca.
And my parents won't STFU about grades and I just want to crawl into a hole and sleep until everyone goes away.
I honestly don't give a shit about school in general anymore.
I just don't.
I just hate it.
And I can't wait to get out of here.
And everyone just saying shit about stuff that doesn't even matter really isn't helping.
All Jackie did all day was complain about her foot and how we're friends with Bianca again.
Like.. I guess we are friends.
But we're not best friends.
I don't think it'll really even be that way again.
But why does Jackie get mad at us for that? If she doesn't want to be friends with her, then she doesn't have to be. But she can't get mad at us cuz we are.
Like no.
It's not even her problem...so why is she making it?
All we do is talk to Bianca... Nothing else...? Why does she care so much?
Bianca never even did anything to her.
I just don't understand her sometimes.
Our orchestra concert/ competition thing is tomorrow.
Me and Delia are going... Yay!
Excited for that.
I remember the first time I ever met Mr. Garrett in elementary school , when he came and I tried out different instruments that I wanted to play,
And they told me I couldn't be in band AND orchestra, and I really didn't know the difference, so I just checked orchestra in that little box.
I wonder what would've happened if I hadn't.
Would I be friends with the same people?
Idk...
Well anyway I'm on the bus listening to Eminem, and it's raining.
I can't wait until we're 18.
Me, Delia, and Jackie are going to go on a road trip around the country.
It's my new dream.
It's what I think about when I just hate everything.
It's a new distraction.
I don't know what else to write.
Bye
- Kat
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7th. Unfortunately.
No FicciónMy names Delia. I know not really the right way to start off a story, but I believe my story revolves a lot around it. You see so much has happened since I entered sixth grade, that I couldn't let it go undocumented. So this is my story along with m...
