A Very Sloppy Diary

Celeste doesn't know anything about herself and what she will do with her life. For her this is fine, but high school might have other ideas. What follows is a reluctant journey of self discovery in the form of diary entries written at 12 in the morning that make her sound like she might be high on sleep deprivation. (In other words, a semi-autobiographical story poking fun at myself.)
WARNING: May occasionally lapse into cursing and innuendo but not enough to qualify it as mature.