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July 11. The date for the cabin trip has finally been set. I'm not sure everyone's gonna be that thrilled over me going, but it's all up to me, right? 

Cabin weekend

So, I got the invitation today. Some kids are going to this guy's parents house somewhere near a lake up north and they've asked me to come. I actually think I'm gonna go this time. I guess that's what you're supposed to do when the cool kids call your name.

It?

The school paper recently referred to me as the hottest "it-girl" of this school. That's just so lame. What does that mean, really? And how can I be labelled anything? There is not a single soul that knows me. Don't get me wrong, I don't consider myself a freak or anything - it's just that people don't seem that interested in really getting to know me. Or eachother, for that part. 

It. It. The more I hear it the more I hate it.

And the answer is...

...cherry. Always. The question? My favourite ice cream flavour.

Clarification

About the name of this blog: no, I don't have a humongous attitude problem. Anyone of you familiar with sarcasm or irony? I know for sure that E is, since he's the one who set this blog up for me as a going away-present. And named it, since "if they do a movie about you, that's the perfect title". I didn't think that much about it, more than it being a bit silly and all,  so I've kept it. Changed my password though. A girl needs a bit of privacy sometimes.

J

He keeps on looking at me in a weird way. I wish he would just leave me alone. 

I, the samarithan?

E called me today. He seemed pretty upset. Even though I know he's quite a bit of a drama queen, I got the feeling he's not doing too well. Poor E. I somehow feel responsible for him. Maybe I should meet up with him tomorrow. Just to make sure he's ok. Or something.