Monday 3-12-13
Dear Diary,
I don't know what the Hell happened today. But then again, it's a Monday and things are all usually a blur. There was the regular school day and the regular homework. I don't even understand why there is homework. It's as if seven hours of school wasn't enough. Yet, that's life living in New York. I'm not complaining or anything, it's just that it's too noisy here and whenever I walk to school, I have to watch my back in case of robbers or murderers. My friends at school call me nature freak because I'm more at home in a park where it's quiet and I can work on my drawings. Clearly I don't like it when my friends tease me but I always stick with them for some reason. Is it because I don't want to be called friend-less or is it because I'm too scared to stand up to them? I don't know what's going on but I do know this. I'm in a fight with myself and I can either win or die trying.
Anyway, what takes my mind off school troubles is walking in the street at night. It's too crowded but I don't mind. I walk to watch the lights of the buildings light up the night. The lights make me feel like I'm not alone and that I actually matter. I can't imagine a person saying that I matter but they could care less. Even though New York is a beautiful state, I want to move to New Jersey. This is because I heard it isn't much crowded and it has lots of plants and trees, including parks. Too bad my parents work in New York so it is impossible to move unless they get a new job. Nevertheless, I'm stuck in New York... at least they have lots of shops here but I'm not such a big fan of shopping.
My family members are the only people nice to me. Well, not all of my family. At least I have my big brother and he helps me get through school. But he has a girlfriend and all (she is such an attention-hog) so he can't always be there for me. That thought saddens me for I have a strong bond with my brother, who is named Jake by the way, and then I have to watch him swoon over his girlfriend, Jenna. He tries to talk to me but Jenna always buts in and I have to watch him get all lovey-dovey over her. I hate Jenna as much as I hate Barbie (the doll). They are both perfect in every way, for they have blond hair and perfect blue eyes with straight teeth and boys running after them. Me? I am the opposite of Jenna for I have messy brown hair that goes past my shoulders and dull gray eyes. I wish I was perfect....