September 29,1999. Wednesday.

Today was the worst day of my life, period.  At school me and Michala were goofing off and we asked Jameson if he would go out with Alex B.*  He said no of coarse.  Then because of my big fat mouth I told her we asked him and she said she was going to tell Pat I like him and ask him out for me.  I was screwed, completly.

At second recess when we lined up she asked him if he would go out with me.  He said NO.  I said something to Alex like “Your sick, why would I go out with him” wich was a huge lie.  I felt like crying the whole way back to my locker.  I’m thinking about maybe trying Steven just one more time.  But I’ll tell you one thing, I HATE ALEX B.!!! ’cause Pat won’t even talk to me anymore.

*name has been changed because 5th grade Allison is a bitch.


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