STRESS!!!

With my Teen Vogue Hand Book in hand, I sit on the broken bench in my back yard wearing the same thing as yesterday but replacing my red plaid shirt with a green plaid shirt.
Why do great friends have to come at BIG prices? Or are they just not good friends? Maybe they are not your friends at all and have been planning against you ever since you met, deciding you have a lot to offer and takeing  advantage of that.
As you can see I have a insane imagination that does not do any good for me. Much good for me.
I hate 8th grade popularity polls. The name really does speak the truth so those who win are the ones with the most admirers or also known as friends. I am obviously not going to win best dressed because not many people at my school like how I dress. I am not found as an inspiration to others but as an obstacle they must encounter every day of their life. Okay, maybe not as extravagant as that but I am certain I will not be voted best dressed. Maybe most unique? WHY IS THIS SO IMPORTANT TO ME!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
I have now encountered a realization: I have to do my homework. Hope I survive it.......................Cora