It's been an interesting few days here at Fairfield Life Junior High
School. First some guy tried to stand up to the leader of my clique, as
if he not only didn't care what She thought of him (imagine!), he also
didn't care whether She'd give him strokes for agreeing with her (the
idiot!). Of
Dear Diary,
You know, dear diary, sometimes I think you are the truest friend I have.
Anytime I can just reach for you and there you are, ready for me to pour my
innermost thoughts and feelings into you. But maybe it's the Dutch beer
talking. I'm on my second (mom and dad keep a stash in the
Subject: [FairfieldLife] Dear Diary...
Dear Diary,
You know, dear diary, sometimes I think you are the truest friend I have.
Anytime I can just reach for you and there you are, ready for me to pour my
innermost thoughts and feelings into you. But maybe it's the Dutch beer
talking. I'm on my
