It's not a journal

I was trying to sound like the wimpy kid from "The Diary Of The Wimpy Kid"... but I didn't sound like a guy.............

From a guys point of view

From a thirteen year old guys point of view, life is hell.

My sister just kicked me out of my room so she could do her makeup. What's important about makeup? All it does is cover your face and you end up like a little puff cloud of powder. Well, Im Alex, Megan's thirteen year old brother. I hate how my sister is always talking about diamonds, and boys and stuff, cause I'm a guy. I talk about X-BOX and girls... much better.

See, life as a thirteen year old is pretty easy. But if your a girl, like Rachel, my girlfriend, it's pretty hard. I mean, girls make up so much drama and rumors. Ugh, thinking about it makes me sick. The only fight I've actually had is with my best friend, Sam, but we got over it in like a second after we played soccer. But girls keep going with the drama!

It's so annoying!!!

So my girlfriend, she's one of the only girls I "like" in my grade. She's so calm and so happy all the time. She doesn't worry about makeup, thank God! All she worry's about is me. That's what I like about her. But she's really pretty too. Blonde, and blue eyed, total babe!

So, yeah. My life is good, junk food, and video games.... and then school ruins it.

I have school from six till' three thirty. I'm in sixth grade, the year where you become who you really are. It's the worst, especially math.

I don't like math at all, I hate all those numbers and symbols that confuse me all the time. And the worst part is doing the work!

My favorite subject? Lunch, of course:)

If I were to be graded on lunch... I would get an A. It's heaven.

And total coolness...

Well, it's like six so I'm supposed to be in homeroom by now.

Dear Journal,

Ill talk to you later!

-Alex