Of Too-Short Skirts and Flat Fronts

Journal Entry 2

I'm at the library and getting some weird looks. Okay I admit it. The too-short skirt is for Romeo, who -grrr- hasn't showed up. School starts in 6 days. I wonder if his smart little head (yes, I don't think he has reached puberty yet) will bump into mine often. What does he think about me? Ugly duckling is what I call myself: Mom's a beauty, Sis is model material. I guess ill give myself a few more years to see if I turn into a swan or not, but I don't think ill be drop-dead gorgeous or anything. Actually, I have an okay figure and great brown hair. Wait. Who am I kidding? I m completely flat, in the front. -Sigh- Anyway, I'm rereading this journal and I see that I'm becoming really self-centered. Darn it. Who wants a girl who only thinks about herself?

But he can't only focus on girls' looks, right? Cause I'm all right on the inside. We both won best writer award at school, and we've had some pretty deep conversations, that is, until cupid barged in. I guess ill walk around for a bit, let my mind wander. Romeo, Romeo, Romeo...