Tuesday-- August 30 2011.
SCHOOL. A one thing that I HATE SO MUCH. I'm an 8th Grader in Westmore High.
I fear school. ALOT. Well most of the time. GOD. I saw Brian Knights. The most famous jock in our entire high. And yes, He said hi to me <33333333333333333333
TOTAL HAPPINESS.
I'M SO HAPPY IM DOING MY SUPERDUPERHAPPY DANCE TODAY.
Like, going to the left and right and turn around ang whoa-la!
I think this is LOOOOOVE! <33333333333
BTW DIARY, my name is Melissa. You can call me Mel. WELL MY FAMILY?
I really don't like to be with them half of my timeline. BUT.
I HAVE A SUPER CUTE SISTER. (OH MY GOD. I'M NOT SAYING THIS)
Her name is Jenny. She is a 6 year old girl whos handwriting sucks more than preschoolers do.
WELL!
I don't really like what my dads work is. GUESS WHAT?
HE FIXES PIPES. HE'S A PLUMBER.
I got a Scholarship that enables me to Study in Westmore High.
(Pararararapap, I'm Lovin it)
My day was an-asssssssssssssoboringday.
School. (Pararararapap, I'm Lovin it)
Wednesday--- Aug. 31 2011...
TODAY IS MY VERY WORST DAY EVER!!!!!!!
ASHLEY EVANS TOTALLY RUINED MY LIFE.
Not just because I'm not FAMOUS and im a complete DORK in Westmore.
It's just, SHE TOTALLY RUINED MY LIFE. :/
She made a DANCE GROUP named "Ashley Angels" And guess what!
I HATE IT.
Ok this is the thing that happend.
"Hey Honey! Do you love to dance?"
"I i i i Sure do :">"
"OH PUH-LEASE! AM I TALKING TO YOU? I'M TALKING TO THAT CUTE GIRL BEHIND YOU! BIIIT*H.
NOW GO PASS THIS TO HER AND TELL HER SHE'S IN! OHH-KAY?"
"#*@#(%*@)#%*(#%....
Me: :(((((((((((((( "Hey hon, you suck"
I just said that in my head to no one hears it.
I KNOW THIS IS HOPELESS.
IM NEVER GONNA GET A FRIEND ANYMORE. I DON'T HAVE A BEST FRIEND EVEN A FRIEND I CAN'T GET. GAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA *OH PUH-LEASE*
It's already 11:45pm.
AND GUESS WHAT!
MY SIS. BARGED IN AND KNOCKED SAID "HEY MEL! CAN I STAY IN YOUR ROOM?"
"No."
"PLEAAAAAAAASE PRETTY PLEAAAAAAAAASE"
I finally said yes and guess what?
" GO MOVE DOWNSTAIRS IN THE LIVING ROOM."
"OH WHY MISS?"
"I OWN THIS ROOM."
okay. i get to mess with her. She will call mom saying im hurting her.
So i have no choice but to sleep in the living room..
I'M A TOTAL JERK!
