Diary Daze,

Entry 1

Date: January 11, 1998

Dear diary,

I'm a 14 year old in the ninth grade. Care to take a journey through the land called Kasimir High School?

Lisa-This girl has had five boyfriends. It was like, 5 days she's single and the next day she's with someone new. But now she's been single for five weeks. And she is a cheater. But you can count on her. So Lisa, You go girl!

Jezebel-Jez is a major liar. She's still one of my best friends. We hang. She's still a cheerleader, unlike me. Boyless lie!

Josie- She's a good friend. I would say I've got a lot to talk to her when the talk get's to boyfriends, but that would be wrong. She does most of the talking. Josie and Sam forever!

Gina-She is so immature! Oh my gosh, could she possibly wear anything dorkier? She is such a dweeb. You know. I think she has quite a career as a mime! You go mime!

Angel(girl)-Do you even need an explaination? She hasn't worn a pair of jeans since she was five. Her sweatshirts have pictures of bears on them. I mean life, in need of a, is her definition.

Cathy-She's a good friend in basketball. We still hang out even though she goes to Franklin High across town. She is majorly nice.

Tina and Lydia- They go to Franklin and they are such witches. They can't pick up the phone and dial some digits. go home hos!

Melissa-I started becoming friends with her around November. She is so much fun. You go girl!

Celia-She's hanging with the bad crowd. She used to be with B.K.A., (Bitches Kick Ass) She smokes and is stupider than Angel!

Gwen, N.C., and Tara-Gwen is always getting into trouble, and N.C. and Tara are just rejected.They need help and I hate all C.H.S. cheerleaders except Jay

Piper-is using Mike. I think that is really mean. I hate her. I hate seeing Mike hurt.

Mike-I liked him at S.M.S.(Stanley Middle School) and he supposedly like me too. Maybe he does. I think he's pretty cute!

That just about takes care of everything. I'll write tomorrow!

Sincerely,

Chelsea

Entry 2

Date: January 27, 1998

Dear diary,

I know that I haven't written in awhile but I apologize. It really wasn't my fault. You see, the next day I brought you to school, planning on transcripting my busy day schedule for you, and that happened to be the day of the big Franklin-Kasimir meet. I brought you into the locker room. After I finished pulling on my uniform for the cheerleading segment of b-ball, I realized you were gone. You wouldn't believe who took it! Jezebel. That wench! Who does she think she is? So she got a hold of it from my gym locker, and nobody noticed. Not until rumors got around to what I wrote about all of my friends! Now, the few friends that I have left are Lisa, Cathy and Melissa! And that really doesn't help because Cathy goes to Franklin. For that matter, only Lisa is on the KHS cheering squad. As it is she'll get sick of me. What am I going to do? I'm so confused. Maybe I can ask Mr. Poldza. He's the only one who probanly isn't failing me... I guess he's straight. I'll give you my transcript tomorrow.

Peace,

Chelsea

Entry 3

Date: January 28, 1998

Dear diary,

Today is Cathy's birthday. Look there's something I neglected to mention earlier. The day my diary was stolen was transcript day. In reality we were supposed to write down everything that we did, but because my diary got stolen, I had to explain to Mrs. Afroo that I couldn't write up my day, so instead I'm doing this today. Let me start.

Okay, I woke up this morning and, like, I don't know, did my morning ritual. I brushed my teeth, took a shower and blow dried my hair, then I pulled my hair into a tight pony-tail. I put on my micro-mini black stretch skirt and a white tube top covered with a white flannel. We have this stupid rule that our stomachs and shoulders have to be covered. So I ate some wheatie-like thingies and got a ride to school. you'll never guess with who. Mike! He's so cute. Too bad he doesn't have a car, but pulling up with a moped is pretty cool too, if you're in ninth grade. I went to my locker, and pulled out my English book and Science book. In English I got this two page essay. I was so scared that I was going to break a nail that the teacher excused me. Next I had Mr. Poldza, who teaches science. We learned about metabolism. It's like, something to do with what you eat. We learned a new cheer at practice today. It goes:

We don't care what you say,

Take a look at the score.

We're playing this game our way.

With offense scoring more, more, more, more!

It's really cool. So we had lunch, and then some more classes, and then I went home. I called up Jez and tolf her that I knew what a rotten thing she did to me.

Then I figured I'd start with those who I trashed the least, so I called Josie. I was like Josie, I was just mad at you when I wrote that, so please don't be too mad at me. So she said okay. Next I called up Piper and Gina. Since they don't really hang around I told them the same thing, I didn't write it and that Jez faked it. It was so fun! See ya tomorrow!

Sincerely,

Chelsea