Simply Sammi
August 30, 2009
Dear Journal,
Ugh. Mom is making me write in this stupid journal about my 'feelings about the move'. Well my feelings about the move is that it sucks. A LOT. Moving from my hometown to Westchester, NY is about the worst thing that has ever happened to me. And it gets even better. I have to start a new school. Octivian Country Day. It sounds like a funeral home. On the first day of school while, my friends back home are going to be in the halls of CYMS, while I'm in the halls of of Octivian Puketry Day on Spetember 5th. Whoopie.
Love,
~Sammi
September 2, 2009
Dear Journal
I've been holding my self captive in my own room. Not talking to anyone. I hadn't for 2 days straight until this morning when I was downstairs. Mom was making breakfast when she said the words I could ever argue with. "We're going school shopping tomorrow." After that it was like it was never mad at her. While I was having my breakfast I saw mom and dad smirking at each other out of the corner of my eye like they knew that would be the solution all along. Well,whatever.
Love,
~Sammi
September 3, 2009
Dear Journal,
We just got back from the mall. Whew it was exhausting. Well, not really. The Westchester mall is VERY Different from the mall back in my hometown. In the mall back home we had Spencers gifts, The Bon-ton and Aeropostale. But in The Westchester there's Neiman Marcus, Saks Fifth Avenue and Louis Vuttion.I started to get worried. My mom would NEVER in a million years get me any of this stuff. I looked hesitantly at my looked at me calmly and asked " Which store would you like to go to?" I pointed to a big department store. As soon as we got into the store,we were attacked by perfume sales people. It was pretty scary. I was surprised we made it out of there alive. We got my school clothes and wandered around. Everything in Westchester seems a lot more expensive and flashier than back home. My parents aren't the flashy type so it makes me wonder why we moved here.
Love,
~Sammi
P.S I forgot to mention that I met a girl at the mall. She had dirty blond hair and her name was Kristen. But anyway she goes to Octivian Country Day too. i saw her sifting through the sale rack at Saks. She asked me what i thought of a pink polo with an alligator on it. I said it was nice but i would never wear it. I mentioned it would look nice with her blond hair. So she got it. Then she asked If i was new in town. I told her Yes and that I was going to Octivian Country Day She looked at me sort of strangely and then said she had to go. It was pretty... weird. I wonder if all the other people at my school are going to be like her.....
September 4th 2009
1:02am
Dear Journal,I can't sleep. In about 7 hours I'll be at school. I'll be the 'new girl'. It makes me feel dizzy just thinking about it. I'm not going to survive tomorrow..
Love,
~ Sammi