Short Stories

Diary Entries

A year 8 story this time... not much better... sorry for the font :P

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Dear diary,

Today was Monday once again. I dreaded this day all weekend. I had forgotten to complete my homework; instead all weekend I had been texting Samantha. Mum’s beginning to become extremely annoying. She’s been telling me to ‘shape up’. I’ve been ignoring all my chores and I’m becoming more antisocial every day. I’ve completely disregarded all my responsibilities as my mind is always spinning out of control. Today I just got more homework assigned, I had a math test and I’m pretty sure I’ve failed it. I HATE MONDAYS.

                                          

Dear diary,

I have no words to explain how bored I’ve been all day. I handed my music assignment in; a week overdue. It wasn’t my usual standard and was definitely rushed. I know I really need to keep on top of it; all my homework is lacking. On the other hand I had a great day talking to Samantha. We talked about literally everything; music, feelings, boys, literally everything. The one thing that hasn’t been plunging downwards lately: my friendship with Sam. Reports are being distributed soon, I really need to start picking my grades up again. There’s so much on my mind but I can’t fail and then blame it on my brain being overloaded. I’ve been trying to concentrate on other things than my social and online life but my responsibilities are too hard and I’m just not ready for them.

Dear diary,

I am absolutely, completely and utterly stressed out now; I have dance exams in four days. I have to do it in front of an audience but I hate solos. The reports have been handed out, surprisingly, all my grades where all average expected level or higher. Things have been pretty boring around, I’d been completing homework on time but it’s a complete struggle and its super boring. Luckily, the stress is starting to fade now though.

Dear diary,

Mum hasn’t been helping much lately; she tells me I’m the one always complaining but she’s the one complaining about my complaints; so we’re both complaining. AUGH. She doesn’t realize trying to stay on top of school work, practice dance, have fun and actually have a social life is a lot harder than it sounds. She can be a complete pain in the behind; but I know I’m just as bad…

Dear diary,

I think I’m finally learning my lesson. I’m doing great in school and recently I’ve had all my homework completed and handed in on time; I think I might even be ahead! Me and Sam are still constantly talking but we also pay attention and do our work in class.

Dear diary,

Today was completely horrid. It seemed as if everyone had been trying to annoy me; teachers, classmates, friends, even mum and dad; they were all at it. Today had been awful but I know it’s almost over.

Dear diary,

Boring is the only word to describe today. School was boring, home was boring; there’s just nothing fun or entertaining anymore; apart from me and Sam’s conversations.

Dear diary,

Today was fantastic! I have improved so much. I’ve done so much productive work; that I feel great about it. I’m super proud of myself and I’m hoping I can keep it up. It’s really just all the little things that have helped; paying more attention, working hard, concentrating, having a goal set in mind, all these things have made a huge impact on everything.