[[ Part 2- Jaycee's Blog ]]

Hi! Nothing really happened today, but it still sucked, as do all first days of school. Everything seems to be the same though, same friends expecting me to be the A-Class airhead, and all those teachers always looking at me either evilly or with a pitiful look. I hate it though. I hate the way that everyone always underestimates me, judging me by the way that I look instead of the way that I am. I guess that they can't really help it though. It's not like our group really gives any of the other people a CHANCE to know us by anything but our looks. I mean, wouldn't you be scared of coming near us if the bitches of the group like Mariah and Amba bite your head off and labeled you as a desperate wannabe? I guess there would be a lot of girls in our grade that would like to swap places, to be in the 'Mariah Group'. I'm the opposite. You see, once you're in the group, you can't get out. And if you try, you'll need a hell of a lot of good luck, because Mariah and the second in command, Valerie, make your life a living hell. Be it that they spread rumours about what a slut you are or frame you so you're supposedly caught 'cheating' on a test, either way, they make you wish you'd never even THOUGHT about turning on them. It's basically their way of showing you that they are the bosses and nobody can reject them and if you do, your gone. Well, if you want to have the top spot, I guess you have to be bitchy. You would think that I'm not a very good friend, bitching about all of the people in my group even though they are supposed to be my friends, but that's the way it is here. Situated right in the centre of the major popular scene, its every girl for herself. What's worse? Everyone knows it. It's like the unspoken rule. As long as you don't tell on someone else bitching about you, you're allowed to bitch about them as much as you feel like it.

Anyways, enough depressing talk about the social politics in my school. There's a new girl in our grade this year. I don't know her name yet, because I wasn't really paying much attention in class today. All I know is that I'm stuck with her in debating. Also with none other then Mariah (everything always comes back to her, doesn't it?!?! Maybe the world does revolve around her, just as she seems to think!) and a guy called Alex. To tell you the truth, in primary school, we used to be really good friends. Actually, we were best friends without the title, since in primary if you have a guy best friend you get Cooties or 'Boy Germs'. But anyway, I don't really know what happened to us. I mean, we kind of just drifted apart, but I'd say that the main reason was Amba. He met her in year 6, when I had started to develop a kind of crush on him. Of course he didn't know this, so when she came along, it's not as if I could tell her to back off cause he's mine now could I? Plus, we were still really young, despite what you think at that age. So they discovered something called 'kissing' and since then they've been together, surgically joined at the mouth whenever Amba's not too busy bitching about the rest of the high school population and doing some of Mariah's dirty work. I think I just stayed away from him at that point, destined to become what we are now, just mere acquaintances. Let's just set aside for now the fact that I used to know him better than my own name. *sigh*, well, things change.

I have to go now, my sister is bugging me to get off the computer.

~Toodles * Jaycee*

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