So hi again diary. It still feels weird talking to you like a person but who really cares when your as weird as I am. Anyhow I just got news that my school will be having a dance and everyone is freaking out. It's supposed to be girls ask boys but I'm positive that won't happen. Almost as positive as I am that I won't get a date. I am disproportionate and have a lot of acne. Maybe if puberty didn't exist and you just grew up overnight I would get a date but alas life hates me so I look like I do. There is this one kid I like but I bet he doesn't like me. His name is Alex and is not "popular" but he is cute funny and I wish he was mine. He is in my squad but I don't think he likes me. Emily is going to get a date. I can feel it. She is pretty, nice and puberty has decided to make life easy for her. I sit in bed as I write this but I feel wide awake. This dance will be the death of me. A couple in my class just broke up and another formed right away. I will try to write longer entries but it is hard sometimes. So bye for now diary.
-Ella the disproportionate
