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RA 10: Die-Airy.

Dear Dumb Die-Airy,

Andrea 2.0 here (at home Andrea)

This is the third installation of the highschool saga diaries that I own.

In order it goes:

1. Dear Dumb Diana (FRESHMAN Diary)
2. Dear Dumb Dairy (Sophmore diary)
3. Dear Dumb Die-Airy (Junior Autobiography)

This is my safe place to talk about my boring life.

So note this, if you read my Die-Airy without consent, you WILL be surprised by my language, thoughts, and a bunch of other stufts.

Anyway...to summarize from my last journals, I'm 17, I'm obsessed with EVERYTHING and I take my time to observe everything. I had a friend a few years back, but she ditched me in a harsh way (but that's nothing new, is it?). In the only Asian girl in my grade, which is weird because we're in Hawaii, but I'm not the only Asian in school. I say my looks (described previously) stand out, but it draws me no attention whatsoever. I've got the sharpest cheekbones, locks past my keister, and my style consists of wearing matching neon colors (hair pins to my sock design).

But I guess that's all for me...

I moved here with my fam my last year of Junior high. Umm, everybody knew eachother since they were like, 2, which is incredibly crazy to me.

So naturally, no matter what, no matter how hard you try, how nice you are, how hott you are, they're going to stick to themselves.

I can understand that.

I would've had relationships like that if I stayed in my home town, but my parents can't sit still for more that 3 years in one place.

I'm not truly mad at them, just disappointed I didn't say anything.

And I want to be mad with those teens at school, but I can't because I understand.

Doesn't mean I can't be jealous.

I'm going to be an adult soon and I'll never understand all the t.v. tropes.

Talking to your friends late at night, sleeping over each other's houses, going to the mall...alone!

Going to a party. Saying and doing whatever you want to in front of those people because you're just that comfortable.

Gosh, I'd be lucky to have just one person like that, but it's not meant to be.

It's me.

And I know I sound sad, I almost shed a tear, but I'm kind of okay with that fact.

I might've adapted to being alone, but I don't feel lonely. Yeah, I don't feel lonely.

I just wanna know what it's like to have friends.

Anyway, let me talk about people I KNOW I would be good friends with.

Raina.

Raina is wacky. Raina is unapologetic. Raina is one of the prettiest and smartest girls eva. Raina curses. Raina has fun. Raina is Raina.

Justin. 

Justin is funny. Justin is mean. Justin can fight and so can I. Justin tells people the truth all the time, but not in a really good way (like rating people and telling them their breath stinks).

Henry.

Henry thinks he's the shit, he's not wrong. Walks around like it's no one's business, minds his own. People like him, but they would like me better. Haha.

Walt.

Walt is inappropriate. Walt is unpredictable. Walt is Walt. Crude is the word for him. Nice too. I don't know much about him except he thinks I can't rhyme.

Our teacher read some of the poems we did for homework.

It took me ages to come up with something deep, beautiful, and makes you think.

It goes,

"Rack 'em up.

Stack 'em up.

Put it in your mouth and

SHUT!"

He was the first one to laugh out loud and he down right said it was terrible.

I don't believe that.

I spent all my precious time before school to write that, I even skipped lunch to come up with that.

Grated, it's not my best work, but I tried.

The loser.

And that's all I've got so far.

I will be the most popular girl at school.

That's just me being confident, but I know that will never happen.

Love you 'Rea!

Bye 😘

P.S. Someone said their favorite book is Guess How Much I Love You

I would have said it's mine too, but I wasn't exactly in the conversation.