Dear Diary

[Foxx]

Dear Diary,
Today was my last day of High School. I won't have to return ever again. Commencement is on the 29th then all of us go our own seperate ways in life. I should be happy about no more school but I'm not. I'm going to lose contact with so many of my friends.

[MOMOTRON [dead.]]

Dear Diary,
I have insomnia.

[yhw]

Dear Diary,

The first day of summer school blew. Sat around for 5 hours doing nothing. Oh joy.
and in about..oh..6 hours..I gotta get up for day 2 of this lovely lovely class.

[kapt]

Dear Diary,

Tonight a spammer called me racist for asking him not to spam ProBoards anymore. Should I ban him?

Kapt~`'-

[*Rhi*]

Dear Diary,

today I am in a good mood because it's the end off my exams and I never have to do these subjects again! allthough I am a little sad cos I wont see any of my friends for ages and others I wont see ever again! Oh well will be glad to just sit down and have time to my self!

*rhi*

[charlie]

Dear Diary Winstein
Hey, Im talking to a book
So, what dyou like to do on weekends?............mhmmmmm.....ah yeah.......what with the little fluffy bit on the end.................yeah its hilarious....

[charlie]

THE VERY SECRET DIARIES OF ME,
BY ME

Day 1: Le premie dis (that is day one in French, it may help me with my orals, but theyre so darn easy I shouldn’t even need them.
Dearest Weinstein the Third,
The day was rather tedious, with nothing of interest occurring at this moment in time.
School was smashingly fabulous as usual as I work so hard and it enjoy it to its full potential, and I feel like I have reached my full potential as I am after all...perfect.
There was however this female specimen, age of fifteen years, who I talked to after the school day whose name was Edweena. Oh dear Edweena I said to her, just please get yourself a brand new life as you are such an butt I said to her.
Yours sincerely,
Myself

Day 2: Tuesday (mardi, le cinq juin)
A spankingly corking day, I made no contact with the opposite sex. Not even at one moment in time, as I am too mature to think of such things like that, at my age, boys should look up to me and follow my example, for I am one clever cookie.
(Sorry to use ‘cookie’, it was just inappropriate and immature, I do not usually stoop that low Weinstein)
Can you actually believe that they have this; ‘P.E’ at my place of education? It disrupts my learning and is completely unnecessary. I shall write to the headmistress about this, I am most displeased.
Day 2 and still not form captain (the nerve of it)

Day 3: Wednesday (How can people not spell that word right? Wensday? Well I never)
I had a rather healthy day to be quite honest, ate an apple, and then had thirteen ‘cheese bur-gers’ instead of my usual fourteen, I think I am in fact losing wait, fancy that!
I met with my best friend this day, she was in her ‘P.E’ outfit. All sparkly white now, I said (and forgive my rudeness Weinstein)
“Who do you have to blow to get the last bottle of bleach on this planet.” She said “the headmistress” so not worth it.
My mother (whom I do admire and love with all my heart) made me where a bonnet today, completely hideous if I may add. Not even remotely pretty now am I? Considering suicide.

Day 4: Thursday (I wonder if that will fit on top, it may be a tad tight)
I met Vicky again today, she was all upset and it was dreadful to watch. She said her boyfriend had ‘broken up with her’ (at least that’s how I think you term it), and she swore she’d kill him if she met him again. Not to self: Do not date Vicky.
I met Danielle Richard today (rather splendid gal), I really am sorry for this but I just told her plain out (in my most posh tone of voice so she'd be impressed) throw me down and kiss me senseless. She clamped me on the shoulder (in a very manly way) and simply said: ‘Yeah it can get a little chaffed sometimes, just put some lotion on it.’
I was voted form captain this morning! I was absolutely over the moon, and the girl that was meant to get it (as she got it on looks only) has sadly, died. She got run over. Yes it was my car but it was the kindest thing to do. I think.
Day 4 and am prettiest by far.

Day 5: Friday (which is Latin for end of build up and was the name of an Island near Corsica for some time which was indivertibly conquered by the Romans at the beginning
Massive fecking hangover (although I do not drink alcohol, it’s a poison) and am going to protest in parliament later on this evening about the high prices of asprin.
Am lonely. Saruman maybe not so unattractive after all. If only were not for giantly flaring nostrils and huge clawlike fingernails...
Daney got all shirty when I accused him of trying on my dresses. He says I have impugned his masculinity. What masculinity?
Too, too, too bored. Perhaps will leave London (although I do like the sense of security and well-being) in search of adventure, or shopping.
Tried to but was chased by social services, so darn tedious. Better off back home.

Day 6: Saturday (The first day of the weekend, without school! It’s a damn shame)
I volunteered myself for a Saturday detention today, mother was so proud, too bad she doesn’t pay me for it, selfish git.
Possibly the worst day in history. I have realized my mistake, back in my diary entry for the Wednesday, I have misspelled weight for wait, I really am ashamed and considering suicide even more now.
I made a protest in debating club at school on the detention against Vicky, just because I was ahead, she goes into a pout. Sometimes I wonder why she isn’t into me. I’m so darn perfect, it’s a sin really.
Suspect Vicky is up to something, she keeps turning away and sharpening a knife when I look at her.

Day 7: Sunday (The Sabbath day, keep it holy (commandment 6)
Went to church, prayed vigorously as if my bosom was falling off. I need to pray at this moment in time, having a difficult time in my life.
Nothing else happened in my day really, well nothing worth announcing to you dearest Weinstein, I really do love you know. What’s that? You did what to a donkey? Oh I don’t even want to know.
Is the annerversary of my birth in a few short days, and I shall be legally allowed to vote………………………in my favourite television program on channel 4. I cannot wait, the anticipation is killing me.
Later, I was killed by Vicky.
Stupid Vicky.

[iGeorge]

Dear Diary,

As I finish school tomorrow, it dawned on me how much time I'm going to have to do absolubtly nothing, so I figured I'll go job hunting this week in town...hopefully I can find one somewhere cool like Game or HMV.

I also found out someone who I thought was a friend is having a party without inviting me - arsehole.

Now I'm just sitting here, waiting to go to my next exam at one. woo.

[The Dark Knight]

What up Diary!

You should have been at school today. So that I wouldn't have to write what I've done so far today. Be there tomorrow.

[.:Dark_Angel:.]

dear diary!

today was another wonder full day a college sat and did nothing much really.. now im tired and bored think ill go frag (kill) something on css(counter strike source) well thats it nothing much more to say/ write l8er diary....

[sailortriforce]

Dear diary...

My parents are getting a divorce. My best friend won't speak to me because she has a new boyfriend. So easily I am discarded. A guy I thought I liked was really mean to me. And my best online friend now hates me.

Please diary, please make my life worse. I'd appreciate it.

Love always,
ST

[punksnotdead]

Dear Diary,
God, everything is really screwed up. I still blame you.

No therapy this morning. But I got DSL right now. I'm happy. =)

[randomrandomrandom]

Dear Diary,
This is not a diary entry.

I miss her. oh well, coming back tomorrow ;D

[*Rhi*]

Dear Diary *2*

I am so happy now cos I finnished my exams and I never have to an exam ever again!
ahhh I really want to jump around and have a party or summit to celebrate but my mum wont let meahh well I am so happy I have nothing else to say!

NO MORE EXAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[punksnotdead]

Dear Diary,
You forgot fathers day.