Author Notes: this ones pretty self explainitory - its the second entry/chapter to the diary of Grace Polk. In this one you learn a bit more about why she can seem so bitter at times and what she realy wishes she were like.
Dedication: to all the people who added me to their favorite authors or put me on author alert... you guys make me feel so special, you rock!
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Wow. longest journal I have ever kept. Two consecutive entries, imagine that. Joan called me today. She wanted advice. Now why would anyone come to me for advice? I don't do advice. But I made an exeption in this case. I told her to go to him, but I doubt she will. Infact, I know she wont. If I hadn't been sworn to secrecy by the "we're best friends you have to keep in between us" commity, I would tell them both how retarded this is. Rove thinks she's some kind of goddess. It's disturbing if you think about it. Anyhow, I wont admit this out loud... ever ... but I'm learning from them. I think I need to talk to Luke. I don't want to break him and froggie apart, lord knows she would die without her little insect, but I can't go on not knowing anymore. Luke's the only one I've ever wanted to tell teh truth to, yet I don't want his sympathy. I hate sympathy. Pity comes out of sympathy and leads to the endless cycle of anoying sorrows. Maybe I would be different... had more been done.... maybe I wouldn't be so negative. What gets to me is they didn't even prosecute the jerk. Ethan, I mean. He got to walk... with a frikin warning. I wasn't even the first girl he had done it to either... I was fourteen and just trying to fit in... yeah back then it seemed to matter. My hair was long then, with all those girlie sparkle clips and glitter, and I rarley wore anything with long sleeves. I thought it would be cool to date an eighteen year old... like I said, I wanted to fit in. I was young, I was stupid, I was valnurable... I'd like to see him try it again though... wouldn't that be interesting?
Ever notice how all of my entries are just mindless rants? I think I'll go call geek boy now... It has to be done eventually anyhow, and I'm dying to know about Girardi and Rove (Once again, I will NEVER admit that). I'll update later... maybe...
SIDE NOTE; I SWEAR TO GOD GIRARDI IF YOU EVEN STEP CLOSE TO THIS I SHALL BEAR YOU WITH A KOALA BEAR... IN A HAT!
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to POSSIBLY be continued
Dedication: to all the people who added me to their favorite authors or put me on author alert... you guys make me feel so special, you rock!
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Wow. longest journal I have ever kept. Two consecutive entries, imagine that. Joan called me today. She wanted advice. Now why would anyone come to me for advice? I don't do advice. But I made an exeption in this case. I told her to go to him, but I doubt she will. Infact, I know she wont. If I hadn't been sworn to secrecy by the "we're best friends you have to keep in between us" commity, I would tell them both how retarded this is. Rove thinks she's some kind of goddess. It's disturbing if you think about it. Anyhow, I wont admit this out loud... ever ... but I'm learning from them. I think I need to talk to Luke. I don't want to break him and froggie apart, lord knows she would die without her little insect, but I can't go on not knowing anymore. Luke's the only one I've ever wanted to tell teh truth to, yet I don't want his sympathy. I hate sympathy. Pity comes out of sympathy and leads to the endless cycle of anoying sorrows. Maybe I would be different... had more been done.... maybe I wouldn't be so negative. What gets to me is they didn't even prosecute the jerk. Ethan, I mean. He got to walk... with a frikin warning. I wasn't even the first girl he had done it to either... I was fourteen and just trying to fit in... yeah back then it seemed to matter. My hair was long then, with all those girlie sparkle clips and glitter, and I rarley wore anything with long sleeves. I thought it would be cool to date an eighteen year old... like I said, I wanted to fit in. I was young, I was stupid, I was valnurable... I'd like to see him try it again though... wouldn't that be interesting?
Ever notice how all of my entries are just mindless rants? I think I'll go call geek boy now... It has to be done eventually anyhow, and I'm dying to know about Girardi and Rove (Once again, I will NEVER admit that). I'll update later... maybe...
SIDE NOTE; I SWEAR TO GOD GIRARDI IF YOU EVEN STEP CLOSE TO THIS I SHALL BEAR YOU WITH A KOALA BEAR... IN A HAT!
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to POSSIBLY be continued