If you're reading this, then give me back my diary, you petty, spite-driven thief! There is nothing here that would interest you. This book only contains your usual utopian friend group, a school where they've never even heard of individuality, alcohol-of course, that's the fun part-jokes that wouldn't make you question the definition of said word, mutations for plot reasons, and my never-ceasing anxiety.
If only all this would be enough to fill that bottomless hole I call my heart...
Sophomore Year, yay. Another year with my crazy life in high school. No more Freshmen Vibe that's good. Or so I thought. This year's just might be a blast! Or a bust. Either way I'm not letting high school get in the way of my mood this year. Bring it on!