Post by gwendolyn beatrice benson on Oct 1, 2011 3:29:36 GMT -5
Saturday October 1st, 2011
Why is starting a journal so difficult? I can never figure out what to write other than an introduction, and that seems quite odd. Considering you don’t expect anyone to be reading your journal. I already know myself -mostly- so I shall forgo the formalities and simply state a fact;
my mother made me buy this book for my thoughts.
I’m not playing the blame game, it’s true. Apparently she believes I’m having trouble collecting my thoughts, and says it would be wise to write things down on a daily basis.
I was caught staring blankly at another book today in class again, and the nurse has suggested that I have ADD or possibly ADHD. My mother doesn’t find it hard to believe, and I don’t either. I know I’m hyperactive and find myself needing to move when standing still. But seriously; a journal? I know it will put her mind at rest though, and I’d hate to be consuming her thoughts. She is the headmistress after all. I know I’m her daughter, but she has so much to deal with… I just wish I could prove to her that I can take care of myself.
So anyways, I guess I should write down what’s on my mind. Currently; chicken Alfredo. I’ve been craving some good Italian cuisine for weeks now! Perhaps I shall persuade someone to assist me in creating a midnight snack tonight. Or better yet; I’ll make it alone and just chill. I wouldn’t know who to ask in the first place. Still haven’t made many friends, but I guess I haven’t been trying. Either that or I have ‘headmistress’s daughter’ floating over my head. Whatever! I can find plenty of things to do solo.
Okay so nothing immediately comes to mind, but I’ll get back to that later.
Oh! I managed to lose the only cute pair of heels I brought to school. I lost them or they got taken. But I believe I have simply misplaced them. I should make that my next project; find those shoes!
So, there’s a very attractive guy –I shall NOT mention names, in case this journal is ever found and read; embarrassing much?- but I doubt I’m even on his radar. I mean he’s gorgeous, super smart, a year or two older than me, and he has this adorable way of talking smart-or nerdy- that just makes me want to swoon! I’m so crushing! But this is one area where caution can NOT be thrown to the wind. I feel like a silly teenager with a school girl crush. So not what I need! I’m already having trouble collecting my thoughts, now I’ve got a guy wiggling into them. On second though; I don’t think I’ll write about that… what if my mom reads the journal just to be sure I’m keeping one! This page is SO being ripped out!
Okay, so maybe I can see that my thoughts jump around. But at least I enjoy myself! Homework calls, and I’ve run out of anything interesting to share.
-Gwen
