I’m going [to C.A.]. It’s all decided. I think Mr. Math Class likes me. It’s a good feeling. He’s nice, as a friend, I guess. Homeroom Boy is still my idea boyfriend. I REALLY want Ms. McKay to give me an A on my project. I deserve to make high honor roll. PLEASE. It will look so good and all my hard work will finally play off.
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Acton - Boxboro
Continue at Acton School of Ballet
All Honors Courses
I have no real identity
Individuality in education
No friends (yet)
Leaving Acton School of Ballet
(I HAVE THE WORST TURN-OUT IN LEVEL 7. UGH, HELP)
Private-school girl - that’s me. Maybe. Mom and Dad are all set - I’m goin. I’m still not so sure. OOOOH! I still LUV Homeroom Boy. But he doesn’t even talk to me anymore. I wish he would. It would help me get through the day better. LUV HIM. The boys at CA weren’t my type. Too grungy.
I got cut from tennis, and so did Homeroom Boy. But I’ll keep trying. I am picking up my baggage and moving on. I will make it next year. I am going to Concord Academy for the day tomorrow. I pray that I fit in, thought I probably won’t. I’ll be like a little Jennifer Aniston wannabe in an environment of grunge. Geez, will I stick out.
Maybe I won’t wear “the” outfit. Maybe I’ll be okay in my GAP men’s jeans. I wish I had Roopa’s purple shirt and my back strappy shoes. Or maybe my white shirt and my fleece. Maybe my men’s jeans, the new shirt, my strappy shoes, and my fleece. I hope tomorrow goes well. Maybe I’ll find another Homeroom Boy. But I doubt it. Homeroom Boy is in a league entirely by himself. Maybe there’s room for me… Maybe I can console him!
I have been so busy with school that I haven’t been writing in my journal. Tennis tryouts are today. I want to make it on the team but I wish I had the time. But I’m willing to put in the effort. Just so I can feel like I’m good at something, for once. Homeroom Boy is trying out as well. I hope that if I make it, he does too. And if I don’t make it, he doesn’t either. Or maybe I make it and not him.
I told Roopa who I liked. Big mistake - I have to take it back. I promised her last year that I was over Homeroom Boy. I don’t care if she knows I like Bio Class Cutie. Mr. Math Class is okay, too, I guess. Why am I such a turnoff to guys, though?
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I think I’m leaning towards leaving AB. I don’t know, opportunities like this aren’t common or easy to get. I actually wasn’t expecting to get in [to Concord Academy], but I did. Maybe some good will come out. I still like Homeroom Boy. It’s not fair, why does he hate me? Life isn’t always fair, I suppose.
Homeroom Boy definitely doesn’t <3 me. I really wish he did. Three years is a really long time to like someone. I’m so upset. I wish I was pretty so he would <3 me, too. I wish I was supermodel pretty. Then he would ask me to the semi-formal. But I’m not, and he won’t. I swear, I’m destined for a stag life. No one has EVER liked me. Guy-wise, that is. Maybe if I go to CA, that will change. I dunno. I’m not used to change.
What if my social standing at AB is as high as it will ever be? What if going to Concord Academy turns out to be a terrible mistake? I really couldn’t care less about the academic part of high school because I can’t go wrong there either way. It won’t be a problem. But the social aspect of it will definitely be a problem. What a decision. I really wish I had help. Anyway, at least I got in.