The Daily Journal of an Average Teenaged Girl

Entry #49: 4-20-14

Happy Easter!!!

I just want to say, YAY! 1K TOTAL READS ON MY JOURNAL!!! Even though it's only like, 12 reads per chapter, it's still awesome for me!!! It makes me so happy. And.. If you will, maybe publicize for me some more? If not the journal, then my new book, "Fuck Off... It's My Life, Not Yours." Please!!! If I want to be popular on anything I want, it would be on my book, just one book! I'm hoping this will be a good book. I'm excited for it!

Which, reminds me. This journal only has a month left of entries left, then it'll be done! Yes, that's right, readers, I'll be ending the journal for good around May 28th. That's the last day of school. But don't fret! I'll have a new journal, titled "The Weekly Journal of An Average Teenage Girl: Summer Edition!" I have decided, that as long as I'm a teenager, I'll make a new journal per school year, and summer. Does that sound good...? I hope so. Because that's what I'm going to do!

On to my day! Easter!! This morning, I ate some candy, and put blue eye makeup on. Normally I do black, but I should be somewhat festive, right?

Then I got to hide over 30 real and fake eggs for my 4 year old cousin. She had a ton of fun! I 'helped' her find them too.

I was so exhausted afterwards that when I came back inside, I decided to work on the cover page of the 'Summers Edition' of the journal. I wrote the intro and all. But I won't actually publish it until this one is complete. I know, I'm just too excited. It'll be a good journal because not only will I be having my birthday party, but I'll be going to Costa Rica, and I'll have Marching Band Camp!!! I'm really really excited!

After we ate dinner around 3, my little cousin had to leave. Then, Collin and I played soccer outside for about a half hour. It was pretty exhausting. When we came back inside, I heard my mother crying. Not to sound like I don't care, but I ignored it. Because what can I do? I never help, no matter how hard I try, I can never help. So why try? I decided to go upstairs in my room.

I had started to listen to music, and re-read chapter one of "Fuck Off... It's My Life, Not Yours", when I heard a door slam. I took off my earbuds and listened. She was crying about something, but I couldn't understand her. I sighed internally. There's always something she finds to cry about, and I feel so useless to the point I stop trying. It's starting to get to the point to where I don't care, because she doesn't tell us what's wrong in the first place. So why try? Ugh.

But as the silence strengthened, I edited the first chapter, with some minor grammar mistakes, to a change in appearance. Instead of long hair, I gave her short spikes hair, and two lip piercings. It's getting there. I'm really happy about it.

This reminds me of a book I tried to start writing in 8th grade... called "Welcome to the Real World". I have the plot and all of the characters planned out, but I just stopped writing it. Even IF I wanted to continue it, I would need to completely re-wright it because the flow is just terrible, I think. I don't know. Read it, see if you like it. Should I delete it or keep it? I'm pretty sure I'm just going to delete it. It's pretty bad.

After I edited chapter 1, I started on chapter 2. Around the 6th paragraph, I took a break and watched Madagascar for the second time today. It was about halfway through, when I decided to go to bed. I went to my room around nine, and finished up the journal.

Hopefully Chapter 2 will be written and published before I go to bed. Hehe.

Keep Smiling!

~Sharpie