Dear Diary,
Sitting in my room, wearing one of those awful "all my clothes that i actually wear are dirty" outfits, i stare at my new sandals from nordstroms and come to a terrifying realization. I will never wear those shoes out in public. i have tried them on in my house approximately ten times, but have yet to venture outside in them. I'm really torn up about this. I don't think i will ever have an opportunity to wear them, unless i stumble upon a really tall non judgemental man who wants to take me out on ritzy dates. any takers?
4th of july = overrated. i spent today with a bunch of people from middle school who i never ever see. i don't know if i like that very much because i feel all of this self induced pressure to show them how cool i am. but on the inside i feel very uncool compared to their glamourousness. However, tomorrow a new group of campers equals a new group of people that will grow to worship me which equals me feeling cool again. complicated, i know. mull it over.
Love,
Diana