Monday, 5 October 2009

Entry 1


Dear Diary,

I am having friend issues at the moment and I was telling my mum about it yesterday and you know what she said? 'Wow, you need to get out more'. I was like WTF! She was like 'maybe you're writing too much and maybe you need to make some new friends'. I was like: 'that's completely irrelevant, I'm not saying I don't have any friends'. Anyway she's shit w/ advice + she's got this new boyfriend so she thinks she's bloody Paris Hilton or something.


XO


*Fictitious diary entry
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I am more than prone to monologues; however, this is solely due to the manner in which they compliment a witty anecdote and their ability to resemble concrete evidence when it is so obviously lacking. I often wish I could emulate that aloof character who coolly stands in the corner smiling mysteriously as if she has a secret. However, I fear resisting the temptation to involve myself in other people’s conflicts and responding through body language rather than verbose banter may come across as contrived and arrogant. And, I am not willing to take that chance.

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