Apr 24, 2014
Journal #1
4/23/14
My parents got me this stupid journal to “express my feelings” or some shit. What’s that going to do? It’s not like it’ll fix anything. What all is there to say? Today sucked. I failed my history test, we lost our baseball game, and now I guess Destiny has some boyfriend named Connor. Psh, I don’t care. Girls are lined up for me anyways. So this continues my search for a girl who will actually stick around after I tell them my story. She probably got scared. Screw her. Plenty of fish in the sea, right? I guess I’ll just have to keep telling myself that until I believe it. Anyways, bye journal.