A Very Personal Entry From My Diary.

Saturday, September 24th, 2011

Saturday, September 24th, 2011

5:31 pm

Dear Diary,

Have you ever considered the end of the world? Have you ever wondered when it would happen? If it would happen?

I’ve thought about it since I was just a little chillun. I’ve wondered how the world would end—when—whether anything would survive. I have considered almost everything.

But what about you?

True, the end of the world is such a horrific topic that most choose to ignore it, but is that just non-believing or ignorance?

Now, this is something that I would never bring up with anyone else but you, Diary.

You know something funny about me having a diary, old friend? That there are no scandelous secrets—no reputation-recking privacy. My diary entries hold almost nothing bad about me. Ha! If someone were to steal my diary in the hopes of embarrassment, wouldn’t they be disappointed!

It’s really amazing how my diaries are almost completely clean! (I will admit that in some there is some dirt, but not much.)

Maybe that’s the problem with being so open about everything. There’s nothing horribly bad.

Good thing I didn’t write in my diary when I was ten, though!

I really don’t want to talk about it, but since I brought it up, I suppose that I will have to.

My tenth year of life was not my best or most pure. I did a lot of bad things—and I mean a lot. There were a lot of things done that I’m not proud of—things I wish I could forget about. But, sadly, I can’t avoid them forever.

I shall for now, though.

Yesterday was a very hectic day for me, you know. First, we went on a field trip to the Louisville Zoo. The bus was so crammed! Gosh, it was unbelievable! It was fine on the ride there because Rebecca, Bailey, and I can fit comfortably on one seat. But, then, on the ride back, I had to sit with Jake Jones and Aaron! No offense to them, but Ms. Michelle just had to ruin it. I felt really offended, too, because they immediately squished Bailey and Rebecca back there, but wouldn’t even consider having me! Gah! I. Am. Not. Fat! Sure, I’m not bone skinny like Bailey and Rebecca, but I’m average. I’m 5’3”, and just a little over a hundred pounds. Grr…

It just really hurt my feelings for some reason. Maybe it’s because my period’s coming up, or maybe it’s because I went to see a doctor a couple days ago and she practically called me fat!

I’m not fat!

Well, other than that, I had a lot of fun at the zoo. Other than the snakes, I loved every part of it! (And when Ms. Michelle suggested that I was fat. I’d like to ask her how much she weighed!)

After the zoo, Poppa took me to a Trinity game. It was Trinity versus Indiana Cathedral. Trinity wasn’t doing too well at first, but they won, nevertheless! : )

Next week (or this Friday) is the Trinity versus Saint Xavier game!

Go Rocks!

I’m still pretty peed off at being called fat, though.

It’s not like I choose to eat nothing but junk! It’s just that nobody tells me that we have grapes or corn or strawberries until they’re all gone! Grr …

Besides, I am not fat! I’m just curvey! Is it my fault I got hips and boobs and a butt when I hit puberty? NO! It’s genetics!

Love,

Alison

6:12 pm