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i'm gonna be gone for a while so check back here around like a week or two. sorrie bout that u guys. i'll update and write more about audrey probably either next week or the following. sorrie. bye and thanks for the comment and support. =]
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beautyful secret
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Dear Reader,
This site is in fact a fictional story. All people mention in this site are based on real people but not all events are accurate. I decided to do this for fun no matter how gay it seems. Have fun reading the story...
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beautyfuL secret
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just another lil note. i added my "alias" sn if u wanna talk or something just randomly or wanan give ideas =]. dun worrie i dun write about any of u who give props so dun like think "oh shit this girls gonna add me to her story for ppl to read" unless i ask u. thanks u guys for the support and compliments. i'll be writing more later =]. o yea and i changed the age so audrey would be in 10th grade. k bye bye
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beautyfuL secret
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The beginning is the hardest for me. Everytime I'm about to embark on a new journey in writing essays for school, I always spend one hour just to begin the writing. It's really not easy. I'm always like "how should i start off" or "does it make it sound interesting?". Of course I always pull it off in the end. This, however, is a bit awkward for me. I admit I have never owned a diary in my life before and it took me two days just looking at this empty white box trying to decide how I will write out my own life.
Well now I finally have a begining. It's a bit stupid though. I mean I started off about writing about how I start my own life story. Maybe I'm just crazy. I don't blame myself. If there's someone to blame for my crazyness, I would blame my parents. First of all, they are the reason why I have to live in Liveville , NJ aka "Living Hell, NJ". LH is filled with rich spoiled girls or wannabe rich spoiled girls who care about how they look and who looks better than them. I think the last time I had a "normal" conversation [as in no OMG that model looks so anereic. It's so obvious with that body or Like my new highlights? They were actually pretty "cheap" around $300] was last year with my bestfriend Becky who is now gone. Her parent's were wise enough to decide that LH is a the worst place to live and pack up and leave to California. Of course this sucked for me since Becky was the only "normal" person here. Ever since she left, I've been suffering here begging my parents to move. Of course they think this town is a wonderful town and that I'm still upset about Becky moving. That's why I have this diary now.
My parent's thought that I needed serious help or something. They tried talking to me but what's the use of that. I think that's the worst thing about being an only child. My parents always want to know everything about me and always put their attention towards me. They're so careful about me. They complain that I'm always groachy towards them espeically since Becky moved. That's not my fault though. I mean I'm sick and tired of them watching me 24/7 and since I have no one here to support me and be a friend, I'm basically alone in this world. Well I actually have friends at school but I really don't like them much. Actually I really wouldn't consider them friends.
It's like this. These people aren't really my friends. I just happen to eat with them, talk to them, hang out with them at school. I'm just sort of in the outside edge of everything. I actually can't stand these people. They're all about 'me' and never about 'she' or 'he' (unless they're gossiping which really doesn't count). I really shouldn't even be friends with the people. I just happened to be connected to them through Becky. It wasn't like Becky really like them either. We started drifting away from the group as they got ditzier and ditzier. Then Becky moved away and I ended up being stuck with the 4- Brooke [the flirt/slut/bitch/leader of group], Willow [aka Will the Gossip Girl of LHS], Jessica [aka Jess the follower], and Britney [aka Brit the hottest girl in school]. Will and Jess basically worship Brooke. Brit is actually the only "ok" person of the group. Her mom is best friends with my mom. Naturally they want to try to get us to become new best friends [especiallysince Becky is gone and we both need best friends.] It's not that I hate Brit. I actually am OK with being friends with her. I just don't want a new best friend because that would be like replacing Becky. Becky could never be replaced. Now that it is spring break [Brooke, Willow, and Jessica went to Key West, FL to have the "best spring break ever" basically meaning partying their ass off and meeting random guys] looks like i finally have peace and quiet to myself [Brit would never bother me and she hardly annoys me like BWJ do].
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Audrey Burns
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I just had a steak dinner tonight. My parent's seriously are crazy. Our "convo" went from steak [the steak really is supposed to have a lil red in it or else it's too dry] to esparagus [v. expensive. you can't get these in Shop Rite] to knives [these knives are new. They cut good right?] to potatoes [seems like you really like them]. Like I want to talk to my parents espeically during dinner. Usually while eating my parents would chat about how their day went or talk about whatever [I actually really don't know what they talk about. I never really bother to follow along or listen to the convo]. I on the other hand would watch TV which usually had 'Friends' or 'Will and Grace' on. I don't like talking much while eating. Lunch is the worst though because I have no TV to pay attention to. I actually have to listen to their stupid and mindless conversation. Like I care abuot homecoming and the prom. My response usually would be 'Uh-huh' or 'Yeah I know what you mean' which usually is enough for me since they really don't care whether I have a huge intake on it or not [like I said. I'm the outside edge of them].
I remember once Brit and I had to go to this formal dinner together. Next day at lunch Brit brought up the fact that I ordered a steak. Next thing I know, all four of them start gasping and saying "Wow how could you eat a steak? It's so fattening. Are you belemic or something because you always look skinny". I don't think they realize that I have to run yearround for track and/or cross-country. Usually they would wave their pom-poms around for foot-ball games or any other boy sports [all the cheerleaders in our school actually cheer for boy sports in order to subtly flirt with all the jocks. Like cheerleading, at least at our school, is a sport. Unless flirting and waving puffy round things around is considered a sport, cheerleading is not a sport]. I swear the ditzy 4 [Brooke, Will, Jess, Britt] get stupider each day. Epsically Brooke, Will, and Jess.
Well remember how I said before that I would finally have peace and quiet to myself during spring break? Turns out I'm wrong. Apparently my dad is having the whole week off and from Thursday-Sunday we're having a family trip to Virginia where my mom's family resides. Last time I had to meet them, the little bratty cousins bossed me around. It was a bit strange since usually the older one orders the little brats around. Then again who said my life isn't strange?
Anyway dad wants to spend "quality father-daughter time" with me. He even said he wanted to teach me golf [goody-goody]. So much for my REM listening watching MTV all day long sessions. Good-bye freedom and relaxation, hello agony.
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Audrey Burns | 