7 pm
Hi, I'm Jade. I just got this awesome new diary in which I plan to write all about my secret confessions, deep dark secrets, complicated love story, and juicy gossip-filled life!
Who am I kidding? I need to get a life.
When people ask me what I'm like, I don't exactly describe myself as an anti-social nerd but then again, who gets to make their own bio in middle school? I've always been the teacher's pet, devoid of any social life whatsoever. Monotony is basically my key element. But recently I did some research about the scandalous lives of middle school's elite and concluded, after a lengthy survey, that there were notable advantages to being a part of the beloved mainstream clique. So I dug some more and learnt many things like the meaning of LYT (though I never used it on a guy – who said anything about implementation?!) and understood what style is, not to mention the exact art of flirting. Sadly, no-one else got to know that I now knew the coveted secrets to a charming life. To everyone else I was still an exemplary image of a classic nerd. Great!*
Ever since I realised that people's mind-sets are nigh impossible to change, I have been hoping and dreaming for a fresh start, a clean slate, a chance to begin again (and also for a phone). And sometimes, though rarely, life does tend to give us free chocolates and my transfer to a new school in New York was a giant Hershey's chocolate bar wrapped in satin bow-ties and decorated with rainbow coloured hearts.
If only I could get a phone, I could pretend I was a diva at my old school and get to hang out with the kids who would have been indulging in pastimes like dating and prank calls since first grade! It would be the key to being glam and fab and totally cool. But my mom refuses to buy me one, and while I agree that getting a phone might spoil me a bit, it would provide a colossal leap do my social status**. And then mom says she wants to help me fit in and that I don't get out much. What would she know about it? Back in her day, phones didn't even exist!
Anyway, my mom says I should get some sleep since it's going to be a big day tomorrow, so I guess it's goodnight!
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*Note my eloquence in the quintessential art of sarcasm. Get used to it.
**The phone is symbolic of acceptance into the stupefying galaxy of profuse awesomeness.
