October 28, 2011
Dear Diary,
Homecoming week. A week full of laughter and excitement, or at least it should be.
For most, it is their time of their lives. You get to dress up to something your not, you get asked to the dance by people, and you get the one week full of nothing but pure bliss. Or, that dratted "or", you have the worst week of all weeks.
I guess mine was in between. It wasn't horrible, and it wasn't amazing.
Our certain day for the four-day-weeks were, Twin, Nerd, Character, and Spirit. I only dress for 1/4 days. For twin day my twin bailed on me, on nerd day . . lets just say I'd rather not do it. On character day I was little ole' Pippi Longstockings but was kept on calling the Wendie's girl. And lastly for today I just didn't own any Austin High stuff. Not my fault.
I keep on having second thoughts on every action I do. I keep on thinking "what if's" and "would it have been different". Can you blame me for wondering this?
The football game and dance I chose not to go. Faith keeps telling me that I am becoming socially out casted and want nothing to do with the world.
Maybe I am, maybe I'm not.
Who knows?
Love,
Darla
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