august 15 2009
dear diary,
m name is joanne forps, but people call me jojo and i am 14 years old today i got you for my birhday from my best friend kelly, oh diary you are apsolotly beautiful! you are a brown rustic leather old style book with a gold lock to keep away the prying eyes of my brouther and his dickwad of a best friend drew. good god dose that boy erk me he is ALWAYs on my case for being a fatty but i gusse its true, i am fat and have been for around 4 years now , but anyway kelly got this diary for me because her and her mother are moveing 6 hours away! i dont know what i will do without her diary she and i have been inseperalbe since kindergarden, she knows all my secrets and i hers. and to make matters worse iam going to have to go into high school alone man i hope i can survive grade 9. my brouther tell me about his first year that just past and let me tell you the things that some of the other kids did to the loners and the geeks and the ugly/fat people like me are NOT PRETTY. some people say that the way that i think about my self is not healthy and bad for my self esteam and i just tell them my mother tould me to " never tell a lie" and i dont , i find lieing a waste of time an in the end people end up even more hurt then what they would of been if you had tould them the truth in the beging . anyway diary its 9:30 and time for me to go to bed
and in the great words of the imortal tiger,
ttfn tata for now ;) <3
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diary of a fat girl
Teen Fictiondear diary, the days all mingle togethernow, i feel as if i have nothing to live for anymore i never do anything raight, i dont wear the raight cloths i dont do my hair raight and blah blah BLAH! good god kay-dee needs to shut the fuck up sometime...
