Sophie's diary (under construction)

2.9.2012.- back to school

2.9.2012.

Dear diary,

This summer was very productive.

I read everything on my reading list (twenty six books), re-watched all Sex and the city episodes, helped Mother at work (it was extremely boring but what else could you expect from sorting out business files) and I even visited my Father (he lives in New York).

I know you're asking "Why didn't you go out with your friends, Sophie?" 

That's because they left me alone in the city while they went to Canada and Florida to be with their grandparents. 

But I had great time with Netflix and that really nice Asian guy who works in Starbucks and knows my order.

School starts tomorrow and I couldn't be more glad (sarcasm).

I don't understand how adults get all nostalgic when they remember 'the good ol' times' when they were in high school. High school kind of sucks. You have cliques, always angry and uninterested teachers, everybody treats you like a child and you can't do anything because if you speak up and stand up for what you believe in you'll get in trouble. So when they say high school was the best time of their life it's quite sad actually. Just imagine how bad adult life must be for them.

Oh, sorry, I completely got off the topic- school.

I am a sophomore now and the only difference between this and last year is that I am one year closer to getting my diploma and never seeing Meg Richards, Lucas Smith and their gang ever again. They are the popular kids, crème de la crème of social ladder in the school. Rich, beautiful and conceited. At least they're not a mean and violent type of popular kids. That would've been really bad.

Urghh! I wish I could just skip tomorrow so I don't have to go through torture of listening to girls screaming at each others faces about how much they missed each other (but they've seen each other the day before. It's all just performance.)

But I have to go because when I explained all of this to my dear Mother she laughed (yes laughed!) and said that the first day of school is the best just because of that.

Melissa and Paul- my only true and best friends who I've known since I can remember- are sharing my Mothers opinion so they agreed with her!

They belong to the popular crowd, not Meg Richards popular but just below them.

I still don't know how they choose to socialize with me. I don't belong anywhere in the school. I haven't joined any clubs last year and Melissa and Paul are my only friends really. You can say that I am invisible. I like being invisible because I'm really shy and bad at communicating with others.

2.9.2012.

Mother gave me her car. It's a beautiful blue vintage Cadillac with white leather seats and open roof.

Let's hope it won't bring too much attention tomorrow. I do not want to make a grand entrance on the first day.

I'm gonna go to sleep now. I need every ounce of energy to survive tomorrow.

Love, Sophie

If only Sophie knew how much will that Cadillac mess up her life. 

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