Made-Over Me

Introduction

I don't have any friends. At least, not in my grade. I have friends in other places, but I don't see them until after school. So of course it would be nice to have friends in my grade, except I don't have any. 

Everyone knows I don't have friends. That could be because I tell them, so maybe, someone will tell me it's alright. Someone will...appreciate that I'm here. 

I'm one of the top in my class. So I'm not dumb, I swear. Yeah, I've done some pretty dumb things before, but who hasn't? I mean, I'm a teenager. It's part of our programming to do dumb things. More on that later. 

I'm not very interesting. My friends say I am, but I don't believe that. I play an instrument, and I sing, but my singing is starting to fail me. I don't know what it is, but it doesn't bug me that bad. Sure, I can't sing as often, but that gives me more time to read one of the books I have checked out from the public library. 

Today, I had this field trip. It was a pretty crappy field trip, considering it's the local wastewater treatment plant. I know I'm not funny, okay? Anyways, I almost died, literally. I'm very allergic to bees and wasps. This stupid little wasp followed me around and when my teacher yelled for me to stay still it landed on my shirt and just climbed around while I stood there shaking. Everyone laughed. Not funny. 

I also had a band, um, I guess you could call it a concert. I marched in this parade, and got super sore afterwards. I also managed to pick up 188 glow sticks though, so that's a plus. I put them on my ceiling. They look nice.

I need sleep, but I don't want to sleep. But I need sleep. So I have to go.

Bye.