I was actually going to spend the night at my friend's house so that I could AVOID the football game and I wasn't sitting home on a Friday night because I'm a fucking loser with like no friends and who isn't popular.

Oh, my life would be so much better if I was popular.

I mean, think about it. If I was popular, people in my school would actually give a shit about me and invite me to parties and shit and I wouldn't be known as the girl who loves to write and has like no social life.

Wow. I'm sorry you had to read that. Some days I don't care if I'm popular and some days I do. It's just that I have an IRL friend whose popular (But she won't admit to it) and she's like younger than me (Which is fine, I don't give a shit. If I like you, I like you.) so it's not like she makes me popular in my grade or anything.

It really doesn't help the fact that I hate almost everyone in my grade too. Yet today is a day that I wish I was popular.

I mean, imagine a world where the nerds and the geeks were the popular ones and the jocks and the cheerleaders and stuff were the unpopular ones. It seems crazy but I wonder sometimes....

Again, sorry you had to hear this. I'm like mentally rushing my step-dad to finish making dinner so that I can eat and head to my friend's and just get this damn football game out of the way. Even though I don't want to go, it's better than sitting alone in my room I guess.

-Sky