I'm dedicating this to myself. I think I owe it to myself to actually tell the truth, instead of keeping these things to myself. No matter how embarrasing things get, I won't hide the truth here. Somethings in here, not even my friends know about, just me myself and I and the people who were invovled. Just think of yourself as a preist and I'm confessing my sins to you. Not that it matters, I have no reiligon anyway. :P
Dear Wattpad people.
Things start to change, for me at 6th grade, all my friend from elementary school were going to a different middle school than me. I was so nervous. The first day I still made a friend.
I’m a beast at finding people like me.
She had super long blonde hair and glasses. I found her reading manga and sat right next to her. Long story short, we became best friends.
That year I was going through my, I’m-not-a-girl, phase, even though I had started wearing a bra in 3rd grade. So, I wore these unflattering sweaters my grandmother would buy me from the Good Will. Not to mentioned I had somehow let my grandmother talk me into a Jerry Curl.
It was the worst decision of my 6th life. Easy to manage my ass.
Life was good, I made a lot of friends, my school picture wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be, and hey, I didn’t die. Woo, one more year closer to death.
Sincerly, Smilie Girl :)
YOU ARE READING
My Diary of Life: It's Only as Awkward as You Make it, and Boy, was it Awkward.Humor
The uneventful pathetic middle school years. From puberty, to stereotypes, to love. This is the true story of my life.