Heyya! So this is the second entry Sonny will be doing.
Disclaimer: I Don't Own SWAC or Dork Diaries.
MONDAY, SEPTEMBER 2
I am still freaked out that my mom gave me a diary. I'm definitely not the kind of girl who curls up with a diary and a box of Godiva chocolates to write a bunch of really sappy stuff about my dreamy boyfriend, my first kiss or my overwhelming ANGST about the HORRIFIC discovery that I'm a PRINCESS of a small French-speaking principality and now worth MILLIONS. I wish that was but it's not.
MY LIFE TOTALLY SUCKS AND I HATE IT THAT WAY!
All day I wandered around my new school like a zombie in lip gloss. Not a single person bothered to say hi. I saw this coming. I'm just a loser like my old school.
I SOMETIMES FEEL INVISIBLE.
How am I supposed to fit in at a snobby prep school like Westchester Country Day? This place has a Starbucks in the cafeteria!
I wish my dad had NEVER been awarded a bug extermination contract from this school.
They can take their little pity scholarship and give it to someone who wants and needs it, because I sure DON'T. I have all the money I need to go to another school. Not really but I hope. I didn't want to be a nobody. A few friends will do but NOOOO, I don't have any.
Everyone looks at me in disgust. Once they will look at me, they turn away then. I feel so depressed.
I would be happy if I shoved myself in the locker.
Sorry if short. the entry in the book is short and I have no ideas but I'll update soon. Please Review.
Peace Out Suckahs!
- Monique