The Diary of a Girl

Entry #5

Why does my life stink? Because, I'm a nerd, a geek and a complete moron. Yeah, I'm a moron. Now you may ask, why do you say that? Well, this is why. I was doing a test you know, and I got distracted by a fly. Buzzing around the room. The teacher saw me and went over to me. He said. "Miss Habors. What are you looking at?" He gave me an evil glare like he was planning my demise. It almost scared me actually. "There's a fly-" He slammed his hand on my desk and said. "I don't care about some stupid fly. I care about your grades. Now, get to it!" He said it so sternly that I almost wanted to run out of the room screaming. But, of coarse this is school, and you can't just walk out of the classroom. Especially during a test. So I just kept on working like one of his slaves chained to my chair. Nowhere to go and nothing to do but work. Finally after what seemed like forever, the bell finally rang. I jumped out of my seat like I were being hunted and ran out of the classroom. Ok, I'm out of that strict teachers prison and into a better more relaxed teacher that doesn't hate me. I grabbed my stuff from my locker and walked to my class. Along the way I caught a glance of Erik and my stomach fluttered. He's so cute! And I am so ugly. I mean, look at him! I'm surprised that he hasn't dropped out of school and become a model. No wonder every girl in school likes him. But, I just kept my cool and kept on walking. Besides, he didn't even notice me. After class I had to go to the office since my dad signed me up for school newspaper without telling me. So now, I'm stuck doing newspaper for the rest of the school year. *Sighs* Ok, you know the part of where I'm a moron and all. That's still coming. Ok, what else. *taps chin* Oh! Ok, so when I got to the office they gave me a camera like one of those newspaper reporters had. They said that is I break it I buy it. And this camera was professional. I mean you could get really cool pictures with this camera. This had to be at least a 200 to 300 dollar camera. But enough with the stupid camera. (All though it was pretty cool) This is the funny part, um, so while I was walking to my locker to put it in a safe place, being the clutz I am. Tripped over my own feet and fell down. I bumped my chin on the hard tiled floor. I got up and realised I had a expensive camera on. I quickly got up and examined the camera, it was completely smashed. Like, as thin as paper smashed. That isn't possible, a camera shouldn't be so fragile, especially an expensive camera. So now, I owe 200 to 300 dollars to the school for that stupid little camera, at least I got kicked off of the school newspaper. Well, at least it can't get worse. Right?