Dear Diary,
High school so far has been amazing. Like this school is huge as ever. It's a good thing they have seniors with good grades taking us to every class we have. I have someone named Jamie for 3 days. He's tall and has curly hair, braces, demples, and he's light skin. He's really nice too. I take 4 classes with my friends and then I have 5 other ones. I'm only in my second one getting ready to leave. Its been fun for the little time I've been here. And I'm really loving it. Lee Myers High is legit bro. Like real talk. I want to get out of this class though this lady on some. I think she is on her period because she came in here giving us a lecture. This is one of the classes I don't have with my friends. She was like "Good morning students. Let me get this straight right now. I am not your friend and I'm not your associate. I'm not here for you to like me and I probably won't like you I'm here to attempt and teach y'all. Do not talk in my class unless I allow you which will be never when the bell rings you remain seated until I dismiss you. Keep that in those little brains of yours and we'll be ok." That's the bell. I have to go now. Time to meet Jamie sexy self in the hallway. Yes my future boyfriend is waiting. Ttyl Diary.
Love,
Shyanne <3

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