Tuesday, May 23rd, 2010 6:38 p.m.
I was made fun of in school today again. But that's no surprise. Everyone was shouting comment's about me being Preston's hoar and what not. I sat by myself at lunch in shame. I didn't want to embarrass the few friends that I have.
This Is Gonna Be a Long Rest of the School Year,
Quigley
Wednesday, May 24th, 2010 7:21 a.m.
I was throwing up this morning. I didn't go to school. Again. I think I'm getting really far behind. I could care less at this point, though.
Yeah,
Quigley.
Thursday, May 25th, 2010 8:57 p.m.
My OCD was getting better until today. I couldn't stop washing my hands, I didn't dare step on a crack, and I created this new ritual. I say the time and the date like this three times: eight colon dot dot five seven p.m. zero five slash two five slash one zero. I hate this new habit, but at least it will stop the kids at school from shunning me.
Yours (Not So) Truly,
Miss Grovewood.
Friday, May 26th, 2010 10:49 p.m.
Preston came over after school today. We called the doctor and made an appointment to go in tomorrow to see if I am pregnant. I think I will pray all night tonight.
Extremely Frightened,
Quigley.
Saturday, May 27th, 2010 4:47 p.m.
Preston and I just got back from the doctor. I'm pregnant. Reality isn't kicking in very well at the moment. We decided to keep the baby. It took a while for us to settle on this agreement, but I'm a Christian. I refuse to kill any human being. Preston's a Christian, too - don't get me wrong - but he thinks abortion is OK in certain situations. Now we just have to figure out how we should go about telling our parents this.
Your Favorite 14 Year Old Mother to Be,
Quigley.
Sunday, May 28th, 2010 7:35 p.m.
I kissed Preston today- not just a peck, but a full on French one. He seemed kind of shocked and then he got angry at me. But I couldn't help myself. His beautiful black hair and teddy bear eyes made me melt. So without thinking, I just leaned over and kissed him. It got pretty silent after that.
The Disaster,
Quigley.
Monday, May 29th, 2010 9:11 p.m.
I look at the clock at 9:11 a lot by accident. It's kind of creepy considering that that's the date of the terrorist attack on the Twin Towers. Oh well.
The Weirdo,
Quigley.
