Hi, everyone. If your reading about my life, just don't relate, cause you might end up having a very painful death.

My parents are the best and worst people in the world.

My name's Alexandria Sally Jackson. You can call me any variation of Alexandria. You have many to choose from.

Now, before anything else, can we just address how I was named?

My parents named me after a library.

Basically, my mom is obsessed with books, and she got to choose my first name since I have my dad's last name. Anything was fine as long as my dad agreed with the name. So, I ended up with a library as my name. My middle name? My grandma's name.

Anyways, my parents aren't too bad. They love me, but they were always sending me away, to boarding schools all the way across the country. I mean, I like New York, but sometimes I wanna be in San Francisco with my parents, you know?

Currently, I was attending Yancy Academy, a school for "troubled" kids, meaning, mentally-screwed-up kids. I have ADHD and dyslexia. I can barely read, and my attention span is basically nonexistent. For some reason, none of my teachers ever liked me. Yancy was my sixth school ever, and I'm 15. Some schools I got kicked out of, (Clarion Ladies Academy) and some I just hated, so I asked to be switched. I had just gotten kicked out of school four months ago, so now I was at Yancy. I've been here long enough to know this.

If you wanted to survive, you were popular. I never was a cool kid. But I always wanted to be. One day, at my dorm, I sat down with my guitar, and I wrote a song:

Cool Kids

She's sees em walkin in a straight line,

That's not really her style.

And they all got the same heartbeat,

But hers is falling behind.

Nothing in this world could

Ever bring them down.

Yeah they're invincible,

And she's just in the background.

And she says,

I wish that I could be like the cool kids,

Cause all the cool kids they seem to fit in.

I wish that I could be like the cool kids,

Like the cool kids.

They see him talking with a big smile,

But they haven't got a clue.

Yeah they're living the good life,

Can't see what he's going through.

They're driving fast cars,

But they don't where they're going.

In the fast lane,

Living life without knowing.

And he says,

I wish that I could be like the cool kids

Cause all the cool kids,

They seem to get it.

I wish that I could be like the cool kids,

Like the cool kids.

Ohohohoh, ohohohoh

Like the cool kids.

And they say,

I wish that I could be like the cool kids,

Cause all the cool kids they seem to fit in.

I wish that I could be like the cool kids,

Like the cool kids.

I wish that I could be like the cool kids,

Cause all the cool kids they seem to fit in.

I wish that I could be like the cool kids,

Like the cool kids.

Ohohohoh, ohohohoh

Like the cool kids.