Dear diary,
Nick and I are back together, and I decided to join the team. I haven't seen the art nerds since, and I think I'm happier without them. I have Nick back, and they were just my safety net. Nick is more important.
I left the Paper Hand Puppet tickets that I bought in Ellie's locker with a note - "I decided I wasn't going to go, maybe you'd like these." It was short, but not cold. They were really nice to me, and I don't want to hurt their feelings. I wasn't that important to them anyway, I think. Just another art nerd. For a minute, at least. I like to think that I'm more than that now, that I'm not an art nerd at all now.
It's only been three days and look at what Nick is doing to me. He's sweet, but I see it happening. How do I change it? I don't want to break up with him. I can see, though, that I'm being a bitch again. Maybe I'll go sit with my art friends again tomorrow. They'll make me nicer. I think they have some kind of magical aura.
Kimberly
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