Post by Ashley Birkham on Nov 22, 2007 22:03:41 GMT -5
The Intro
Blonde hair, blue eyes, and fairly fair skin, the perfect crush for any boy. I was DEFINETLY not describing myself. Let me paint more of a picture for you of me... dishwater blonde hair, green eyes, and fair skin that burns even when I'm only out in the sun for 10 minutes! That was definitely not what I first described... that was more like my "best friend", Dele Gamings. You're probably wondering why I'm TRYING to make myself look bad comparing to her. Well, I'm not, but I am at the same time. I'm just trying point out why this girl gets so much more attention than me, Sarah Baman. Everyone knows me at school as Dele Gaming's best friend (which basically means posse) from Kindergarten... of course they know everything about her. I don't even see why she's even my friend. A lot of girls, even prettier than me would die to be her friend, and Dele and I only have one thing in common... were both preppy. Woo-hoo... I'm sooooo lucky. I mean, what does she have that I don't? Well let me make a list.....
A list of things that Dele Gamings have that I don't-
1. She's LOADED
2. She's the prettiest girl in school
3. She's the smartest girl in the class (even though she acts dumb... just to portray the dumb blonde image that she sees as cool)
4. And last... she's so stinken' SPOILED
Wow! I think I made that clear. I'm just your girl next door. Everyone can relate to me, but I don't want to be like everyone else. I mean EVERYONE wants to be Dele... which makes me MORE like everyone else. Well, I guess I do have one thing that she doesn't have. A kind soul. I can always make my out-of-school friends laugh at me all the time. And while Dele and her new friend Ebbany only laugh at people and their clothes. And of course, whatever I say is either lame or just flat out stupid... to them at least. It's just not fair. What if people can't afford what they wear, but still have really good taste? I know it's unlikely, but most stars come from trailer parks and look where they are now. And what I really don't get is that before we went to middle school Dele and I were like salt and pepper.... always together. But now, it's like I'm the second women. It's becomes annoying when your ALWAYS second to first, especially in the friends category. Seriously, how does someone come first that she has only known for 7 months? While I've known her for 7 years... and counting. Even though I may make it sound like Dele treats me horribly, she does let me in on the stuff that has said.. by Ebbany, behind my back. I mean, why does Ebbany hate me so much? Does she feel.... threatened? But, I found out that Dele only told me so I would go talk to a boy for her! What a "friend". Now I am really mad... how do I trust Ebbany, or Dele? They just take advantage of me. It may feel like their letting me in on the secrets and that they actually like me.... but now I know they just are doing it to take advantage of me. But I do feel like there is more being said behind my back by Ebbany than Dele has told me of, and I want to get to the bottom of this.... now!
You're probably wondering now, why is she going on with these girls? Is she obsessed? No, I'm just simply keeping you informed. Well, enough about them. Now you're probably saying "Tell me about yourself". And I'm going to respond to that by saying, "I'm living an absolutely HORRIBLE life!!!!" I mean I totally like this boy that's in my third period class. He's so cute! He used to have ALMOST skater boy hair, but when I came back from Spring Break... it was short. But, that's okay... and not like you really care about his hair. But, let me explain more about him, he has blonde hair, hazel eyes, and isn't like a bean-pole boy, which makes me comfortable around him, because I'm personally not the type were my body is perfectly straight, up and down. And his name is Nathanel, isn't that like the cutest name? It's reminds me of a teddy-bear. But, not like he even knows I exist.
Chapter 1
"Hey, Sarah!" Dele was running towards me. She was of course running with Ebbany and another girl named Courtney. Ughhh... I really don't want to do this right now. I mean what does Dele even see in Ebbany? Well, I guess they were both worried about their weights but that’s about it and shouldn't really be considered a reason. Maybe I should pretend like I'm sleeping so they won't bother me. Sarah instantly dropped her diary and pen and fell backwards into the cold sand and closed her eyes.
It seemed like an awful long time until I heard some noise and I couldn't believe what I heard,
"A list of things Dele Gamings has that I don't" Ebbany read aloud and then started laughing. Sarah sat up snatched the book and Ebbany looked at Dele.
"Dele, do we have to invite her... she's a liar." Ebbany snarled at Sarah.
"Yes. We do." Dele said and said,
"Sarah would you like to come to the mall with us tonight?"
Sarah knew that she couldn't because her mom had told her no going out tonight because her mother needed help around the house. But she wouldn't dare say that to Dele because then she would make a huge deal saying why can't your dad do it, and after all what she didn't know was he was working all day in the hot weather.
"Oh well, I can't sorry." Sarah managed to choke out.
"Why?" Ebbany, Dele, and Courtney said at the same time. Oh, god. What am I suppose to say?
"Ummm... Karen is coming over." I lied.
"She can come with!" Dele said quickly.
"Can't, she has a project due on Monday and I am supposed to help her with it and her only free day is Friday." Sarah lied... again.
"Ohhh... well then I'll talk to you later." Dele said and turned around.
"Loser." Ebbany coughed under her breath just loud enough for Sarah to hear. All three girls laughed.
----------------------------------------------------------- OoO --------------------------------------------------------------
When I got home I had to blog but mom said,
"Chores, then blog."
"Chores, then blog." I repeated.
After doing dishes, washing the floors, cleaning the windows, and vacuuming the car, I was ready to blog.
Date: 10/5/07
Title: Friend Troubles
Mood: WHAT DO YOU THINK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dear bloggers,
OMG! I am so mad! Everything is so wrong. Here was my schedule for the week... then you'll see why my life is a disaster.
Monday- Dele left Ebbany and me in the courtyard to eat lunch with the nerds. Ewww. Dele had to go to some Book-a-Nook thing. Then she came back from the meeting and needed another person to compete, and asked Nathanel to pick between the two people. He chose Ebbany, of course.
Tuesday- Both Dele and Ebbany left me to go to the BAN (Book-a-Nook) thing. Then I was told I could go too!!
Wednesday- Found out what Ebbany said about me.
Thursday- Ebbany and Dele moved away their desks from me in EVERY period.
So.... sound fun... huh? Now, it's Friday and of course they are going shopping while I sit at home. Great! That means some more inside jokes I won't understand!
You may think this blog sounds too depressing for a person to actually be living it... but it's my life... I'm sure you would love it! (Being sarcastic).
Luv ya lots,
So mad Sara.
“What’s that?” I quickly turned around, so fast that it felt like I pulled my neck out of socket. I sighed, it was only my annoying little sister, Allie. Allie is 10 years old, with Barbie blonde hair, hazel eyes, and something you can call ‘somewhat tan’. The total opposite of me, of course. My blog was really none of her business so I quickly shut the top on my light pink Dell Inspiron E3-10 laptop.
“Well… it’s ummm… nothing much.” I managed to say without seeming like too much of a liar.
“You can’t fool me! I know it’s something, you terrible liar. MOM!!!! Sara is…” But before Allie could finish I quickly slapped my ghost white hand over her mouth. It looked like a piece of white duct tape, over her perfectly tanned face.
“Shut up you brat, I’ll tell you if you promise to keep it a secret from friends and family and promise to at least KNOCK before you enter my room… kinda like something called ‘respect’.” I said and as I slowly let my hand fall back onto the bed where I rested it.
“Done and…. Done. Now, WHAT IS IT!?!?” Allie yelled with excitement.
“It’s a blog… you know the thing where you type your thoughts, about other mean people such as Dele and Ebbany.” Sara said as she pulled her hair into a sloppy ponytail.
Allie fake-yawned.
“Bor-ing! I’m going to go call Jack.” Allie said patting lips as if was she yawning.
“Ouuuu… who’s Jack?” Sara said teasingly.
“My boyfriend, duh!” Allie said as she was walking out of the doorway.
“YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND!!!” Sara yelled, she didn’t even have a boyfriend and she was three years older.
Allie turned back around and leaned on the doorframe.
“Duh, I’m like 10! Who doesn’t? Well… besides loooosers.” Allie laughed and left. You could here her dialing the numbers from the hallway. Oh my god, once again I’ve been insulted and this time it’s even worse, by my little sister! I’m pathetic.
BEEP, BEEP, the alarm was going off in my head. It’s 8:30, and the Silver Boulder Band (SBB) was on, and it’s a new episode, I just HAVE to watch it! I ran to the T.V. and wrapped myself in my pink fuzzy blanket and then turned to the TV.
“Yes!!” I cried out in joy, I made it! The lead singer/ songwriter/ pianist, is so hawt! His name is Mat. My favorite song ‘Girl of My Dreams’ starts to play. But, before I knew it my mom was standing next to my bed yelling,
“Sara! Do your homework!”
“But mom…” Sara pleaded.
“No but moms, do your homework, NOW! You can TVio it and watch it when you have some free time.” My mom said calmly.
“FINE!” I said and then slammed down my remote and rolled out of bed.
“Is that an attitude?” Obvious reaction from accusing parents.
“No…” Obvious answer from accused children. I ran downstairs to get my books. I ran back upstairs to only see that Allie was snooping in my private belongings.
“ALLIE!” She runs, and leaves me to see a diary on the floor, wide open.
“I’m really not in the mood to be messed with right now.” I sighed and then sat at the foot of my bed and started my homework. About an hour later, I yawned put aside my books and fell back into the bed, falling fast asleep… hoping for a better day tomorrow. But boy, was I wrong.
Chapter 2
Saturday started out even more horrible. I got up to find out that Allie told Dele about my blog. I know this because I got a hate email from Dele and Ebbany. It went a little something like this.
Dear Sara,
We cannot believe you would write about us like that!! Especially to people we don’t even know!! We totally hate you right now. We NEVER want to see you again.
Hate,
Dele and Ebbany
Oh my gosh. My life is taking a downward hike! Everyone hates me… even my SISTER! I should just go live like a hermit. Do they live in shells? Whatever. I’ll just put on a pair of stretchy shorts and an oversized t-shirt and eat a bowl of ice-cream. Maybe, even a carton… who am I fooling? Probably 2. I go sit in front of the T.V. My mom took Allie to the beach and I was sleeping so, I didn’t go. My dad was at work. Which leaves me here. Alone. Thank god I’m home alone! I turn on my T.V. and go to my TVio list. I chose SBB and turn it on. I was watching it and thinking to myself I can’t believe I ruined my life by telling my sister about my blog. I even hate myself! You know what? I’ll finish watching SBB another time, but for now, I feel like sleeping. I slowly walk to my bed and laid down, I grabbed Mr. Snuffles and rolled onto my side. What’s wrong with me?!? I’m the lamest person… ever!! If Dele was in my position, she’d be at the mall, shopping her depressed little heart out. Me? I eat cartons of ice cream and then eat MORE cartons of ice cream and lay in bed like a pathetic loser. Well, I guess we all have our ways of healing when it hurts the most.
--------------------------------------------------- OoO -------------------------------------------------
“SARA!!!” Allie yelled in my face.
“What happened?!” I yelled back.
“Oh, you just fell asleep.” As calm as ever.
“OH MY GOD! Allie!” I said mad as ever.
“What? Karen called, she just wanted to invite you to the mall. I said you could go.” Allie said.
“WHAT?!!? You said I could go somewhere without asking me?” I said very annoyed.
“You NEED to get out of the house. I found 2 cartons of ice cream on your bed. That’s just plain pathetic.” Allie said trying to comfort me and show what a loser I am at the same time.
“I know…” I said. I knew I couldn’t argue with that.
“Then get up! You’re going shopping!”
Chapter 3
“Make sure to call me when you are ready to go. I will come pick you up.” Karen’s mom was calling to us from the car.
“Ok mom, bye!” Karen yelled back and then said to me , “She is soo annoying”
I didn’t say anything. I just kept on walking. “What’s wrong with you, you are soo quite. I mean, just the other day, you were like, going crazy!!!” Karen said, stopping in her tracks. I just shrugged, and kept on walking.
“SARA!! EARTH TO SARA!!!” She screamed. I pushed her.
“You are soooo embarrassing…” I said, blushing as a couple of cute boys walked past us and stared.
“Ok, now that I got you talking, what is going on that has you moping around the house?” Karen asked. I froze.
“Nothing. Nothing really!!”
Blonde hair, blue eyes, and fairly fair skin, the perfect crush for any boy. I was DEFINETLY not describing myself. Let me paint more of a picture for you of me... dishwater blonde hair, green eyes, and fair skin that burns even when I'm only out in the sun for 10 minutes! That was definitely not what I first described... that was more like my "best friend", Dele Gamings. You're probably wondering why I'm TRYING to make myself look bad comparing to her. Well, I'm not, but I am at the same time. I'm just trying point out why this girl gets so much more attention than me, Sarah Baman. Everyone knows me at school as Dele Gaming's best friend (which basically means posse) from Kindergarten... of course they know everything about her. I don't even see why she's even my friend. A lot of girls, even prettier than me would die to be her friend, and Dele and I only have one thing in common... were both preppy. Woo-hoo... I'm sooooo lucky. I mean, what does she have that I don't? Well let me make a list.....
A list of things that Dele Gamings have that I don't-
1. She's LOADED
2. She's the prettiest girl in school
3. She's the smartest girl in the class (even though she acts dumb... just to portray the dumb blonde image that she sees as cool)
4. And last... she's so stinken' SPOILED
Wow! I think I made that clear. I'm just your girl next door. Everyone can relate to me, but I don't want to be like everyone else. I mean EVERYONE wants to be Dele... which makes me MORE like everyone else. Well, I guess I do have one thing that she doesn't have. A kind soul. I can always make my out-of-school friends laugh at me all the time. And while Dele and her new friend Ebbany only laugh at people and their clothes. And of course, whatever I say is either lame or just flat out stupid... to them at least. It's just not fair. What if people can't afford what they wear, but still have really good taste? I know it's unlikely, but most stars come from trailer parks and look where they are now. And what I really don't get is that before we went to middle school Dele and I were like salt and pepper.... always together. But now, it's like I'm the second women. It's becomes annoying when your ALWAYS second to first, especially in the friends category. Seriously, how does someone come first that she has only known for 7 months? While I've known her for 7 years... and counting. Even though I may make it sound like Dele treats me horribly, she does let me in on the stuff that has said.. by Ebbany, behind my back. I mean, why does Ebbany hate me so much? Does she feel.... threatened? But, I found out that Dele only told me so I would go talk to a boy for her! What a "friend". Now I am really mad... how do I trust Ebbany, or Dele? They just take advantage of me. It may feel like their letting me in on the secrets and that they actually like me.... but now I know they just are doing it to take advantage of me. But I do feel like there is more being said behind my back by Ebbany than Dele has told me of, and I want to get to the bottom of this.... now!
You're probably wondering now, why is she going on with these girls? Is she obsessed? No, I'm just simply keeping you informed. Well, enough about them. Now you're probably saying "Tell me about yourself". And I'm going to respond to that by saying, "I'm living an absolutely HORRIBLE life!!!!" I mean I totally like this boy that's in my third period class. He's so cute! He used to have ALMOST skater boy hair, but when I came back from Spring Break... it was short. But, that's okay... and not like you really care about his hair. But, let me explain more about him, he has blonde hair, hazel eyes, and isn't like a bean-pole boy, which makes me comfortable around him, because I'm personally not the type were my body is perfectly straight, up and down. And his name is Nathanel, isn't that like the cutest name? It's reminds me of a teddy-bear. But, not like he even knows I exist.
Chapter 1
"Hey, Sarah!" Dele was running towards me. She was of course running with Ebbany and another girl named Courtney. Ughhh... I really don't want to do this right now. I mean what does Dele even see in Ebbany? Well, I guess they were both worried about their weights but that’s about it and shouldn't really be considered a reason. Maybe I should pretend like I'm sleeping so they won't bother me. Sarah instantly dropped her diary and pen and fell backwards into the cold sand and closed her eyes.
It seemed like an awful long time until I heard some noise and I couldn't believe what I heard,
"A list of things Dele Gamings has that I don't" Ebbany read aloud and then started laughing. Sarah sat up snatched the book and Ebbany looked at Dele.
"Dele, do we have to invite her... she's a liar." Ebbany snarled at Sarah.
"Yes. We do." Dele said and said,
"Sarah would you like to come to the mall with us tonight?"
Sarah knew that she couldn't because her mom had told her no going out tonight because her mother needed help around the house. But she wouldn't dare say that to Dele because then she would make a huge deal saying why can't your dad do it, and after all what she didn't know was he was working all day in the hot weather.
"Oh well, I can't sorry." Sarah managed to choke out.
"Why?" Ebbany, Dele, and Courtney said at the same time. Oh, god. What am I suppose to say?
"Ummm... Karen is coming over." I lied.
"She can come with!" Dele said quickly.
"Can't, she has a project due on Monday and I am supposed to help her with it and her only free day is Friday." Sarah lied... again.
"Ohhh... well then I'll talk to you later." Dele said and turned around.
"Loser." Ebbany coughed under her breath just loud enough for Sarah to hear. All three girls laughed.
----------------------------------------------------------- OoO --------------------------------------------------------------
When I got home I had to blog but mom said,
"Chores, then blog."
"Chores, then blog." I repeated.
After doing dishes, washing the floors, cleaning the windows, and vacuuming the car, I was ready to blog.
Date: 10/5/07
Title: Friend Troubles
Mood: WHAT DO YOU THINK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dear bloggers,
OMG! I am so mad! Everything is so wrong. Here was my schedule for the week... then you'll see why my life is a disaster.
Monday- Dele left Ebbany and me in the courtyard to eat lunch with the nerds. Ewww. Dele had to go to some Book-a-Nook thing. Then she came back from the meeting and needed another person to compete, and asked Nathanel to pick between the two people. He chose Ebbany, of course.
Tuesday- Both Dele and Ebbany left me to go to the BAN (Book-a-Nook) thing. Then I was told I could go too!!
Wednesday- Found out what Ebbany said about me.
Thursday- Ebbany and Dele moved away their desks from me in EVERY period.
So.... sound fun... huh? Now, it's Friday and of course they are going shopping while I sit at home. Great! That means some more inside jokes I won't understand!
You may think this blog sounds too depressing for a person to actually be living it... but it's my life... I'm sure you would love it! (Being sarcastic).
Luv ya lots,
So mad Sara.
“What’s that?” I quickly turned around, so fast that it felt like I pulled my neck out of socket. I sighed, it was only my annoying little sister, Allie. Allie is 10 years old, with Barbie blonde hair, hazel eyes, and something you can call ‘somewhat tan’. The total opposite of me, of course. My blog was really none of her business so I quickly shut the top on my light pink Dell Inspiron E3-10 laptop.
“Well… it’s ummm… nothing much.” I managed to say without seeming like too much of a liar.
“You can’t fool me! I know it’s something, you terrible liar. MOM!!!! Sara is…” But before Allie could finish I quickly slapped my ghost white hand over her mouth. It looked like a piece of white duct tape, over her perfectly tanned face.
“Shut up you brat, I’ll tell you if you promise to keep it a secret from friends and family and promise to at least KNOCK before you enter my room… kinda like something called ‘respect’.” I said and as I slowly let my hand fall back onto the bed where I rested it.
“Done and…. Done. Now, WHAT IS IT!?!?” Allie yelled with excitement.
“It’s a blog… you know the thing where you type your thoughts, about other mean people such as Dele and Ebbany.” Sara said as she pulled her hair into a sloppy ponytail.
Allie fake-yawned.
“Bor-ing! I’m going to go call Jack.” Allie said patting lips as if was she yawning.
“Ouuuu… who’s Jack?” Sara said teasingly.
“My boyfriend, duh!” Allie said as she was walking out of the doorway.
“YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND!!!” Sara yelled, she didn’t even have a boyfriend and she was three years older.
Allie turned back around and leaned on the doorframe.
“Duh, I’m like 10! Who doesn’t? Well… besides loooosers.” Allie laughed and left. You could here her dialing the numbers from the hallway. Oh my god, once again I’ve been insulted and this time it’s even worse, by my little sister! I’m pathetic.
BEEP, BEEP, the alarm was going off in my head. It’s 8:30, and the Silver Boulder Band (SBB) was on, and it’s a new episode, I just HAVE to watch it! I ran to the T.V. and wrapped myself in my pink fuzzy blanket and then turned to the TV.
“Yes!!” I cried out in joy, I made it! The lead singer/ songwriter/ pianist, is so hawt! His name is Mat. My favorite song ‘Girl of My Dreams’ starts to play. But, before I knew it my mom was standing next to my bed yelling,
“Sara! Do your homework!”
“But mom…” Sara pleaded.
“No but moms, do your homework, NOW! You can TVio it and watch it when you have some free time.” My mom said calmly.
“FINE!” I said and then slammed down my remote and rolled out of bed.
“Is that an attitude?” Obvious reaction from accusing parents.
“No…” Obvious answer from accused children. I ran downstairs to get my books. I ran back upstairs to only see that Allie was snooping in my private belongings.
“ALLIE!” She runs, and leaves me to see a diary on the floor, wide open.
“I’m really not in the mood to be messed with right now.” I sighed and then sat at the foot of my bed and started my homework. About an hour later, I yawned put aside my books and fell back into the bed, falling fast asleep… hoping for a better day tomorrow. But boy, was I wrong.
Chapter 2
Saturday started out even more horrible. I got up to find out that Allie told Dele about my blog. I know this because I got a hate email from Dele and Ebbany. It went a little something like this.
Dear Sara,
We cannot believe you would write about us like that!! Especially to people we don’t even know!! We totally hate you right now. We NEVER want to see you again.
Hate,
Dele and Ebbany
Oh my gosh. My life is taking a downward hike! Everyone hates me… even my SISTER! I should just go live like a hermit. Do they live in shells? Whatever. I’ll just put on a pair of stretchy shorts and an oversized t-shirt and eat a bowl of ice-cream. Maybe, even a carton… who am I fooling? Probably 2. I go sit in front of the T.V. My mom took Allie to the beach and I was sleeping so, I didn’t go. My dad was at work. Which leaves me here. Alone. Thank god I’m home alone! I turn on my T.V. and go to my TVio list. I chose SBB and turn it on. I was watching it and thinking to myself I can’t believe I ruined my life by telling my sister about my blog. I even hate myself! You know what? I’ll finish watching SBB another time, but for now, I feel like sleeping. I slowly walk to my bed and laid down, I grabbed Mr. Snuffles and rolled onto my side. What’s wrong with me?!? I’m the lamest person… ever!! If Dele was in my position, she’d be at the mall, shopping her depressed little heart out. Me? I eat cartons of ice cream and then eat MORE cartons of ice cream and lay in bed like a pathetic loser. Well, I guess we all have our ways of healing when it hurts the most.
--------------------------------------------------- OoO -------------------------------------------------
“SARA!!!” Allie yelled in my face.
“What happened?!” I yelled back.
“Oh, you just fell asleep.” As calm as ever.
“OH MY GOD! Allie!” I said mad as ever.
“What? Karen called, she just wanted to invite you to the mall. I said you could go.” Allie said.
“WHAT?!!? You said I could go somewhere without asking me?” I said very annoyed.
“You NEED to get out of the house. I found 2 cartons of ice cream on your bed. That’s just plain pathetic.” Allie said trying to comfort me and show what a loser I am at the same time.
“I know…” I said. I knew I couldn’t argue with that.
“Then get up! You’re going shopping!”
Chapter 3
“Make sure to call me when you are ready to go. I will come pick you up.” Karen’s mom was calling to us from the car.
“Ok mom, bye!” Karen yelled back and then said to me , “She is soo annoying”
I didn’t say anything. I just kept on walking. “What’s wrong with you, you are soo quite. I mean, just the other day, you were like, going crazy!!!” Karen said, stopping in her tracks. I just shrugged, and kept on walking.
“SARA!! EARTH TO SARA!!!” She screamed. I pushed her.
“You are soooo embarrassing…” I said, blushing as a couple of cute boys walked past us and stared.
“Ok, now that I got you talking, what is going on that has you moping around the house?” Karen asked. I froze.
“Nothing. Nothing really!!”
