There was this girl at school who had got her finger burned while baking, and I told her how I burnt my finger a few weeks ago doing the same thing—just making small talk, not comparing. Then she said, all upset, “But mine’s worse because I got two at once!†I said, “Okay.†What is this, an I’m-better-than-you-’cause-my-life-sucks-more contest?
Why do I bother? I clean for no reason. Five seconds after I’m done, he comes in and messes it up again. Men never clean up after themselves! Okay, you don’t care about me, but how about mum? She’s not your slave. I tell him almost every day. It’s funny, they know to make food, but don’t know how to clean after.
I wake up and have to go to the bathroom. As always, I’m scared to go the bathroom at night. I’m always afraid there is someone there already, so I sneak in, do my job super speedy and run out all happy I’m not eaten by a monster.
Sometimes I text my friend “moo†because it’s like my favorite word. Then she texts me “mooooooo!†And then it’s just this whole big “moo†fight and it ends up as “Mooooooooooooo†“Mooooooooooooooo†“Mooooooooooooooo†“Mooooooooooo†“Mooooooooooooooo†“Mooooooooooooo†“Mooooooooooooooo†“Mooooooooooooooooo†“Mooooooooooooo†“Moooooo!!!!!!!!†I gotta admit, it’s really, really fun!
Today I was in the restroom when some girls came in with a camera and started taking pictures. Then, right as I was coming out of the toilet, a teacher came in and asked all four of us what the camera was for, and the others blamed it on me.
I have a major crush on this boy at my school. But he hates me! It really hurts to hear him say negative stuff about me when I’m obsessed with him. Plus he’s almost two years older than me and will be leaving my school at the end of the year. I really wish I was older and cuter! I just wish he liked me as much as he hates me (which is a lot).