Dear Diary,
Well i havent written in a long time but i told you i was bad at keeping up with a journal.Well not much has happened really i mean today was valentines day at our school cause its on a saturday this year and we don't have school on friday. I only got one valentine but it was a really cute one so it's ok i guess. I mean I wasn't expecting to get flooded with valentines or anything but well i guess i sont know what i was expecting but oh well. It wasn't quite as depressing as last year for some reason. Maybe i'm just getting used to it which is a good thing i suppose. I always think of my fifth grade valentines day when it comes around every year. I guess because it was so sweet and the only time in my life i've ever had a boyfriend to share it with. I remember it like it was yesterday... It was the last valentines day we would have before going into middle school and the last one where we would make boxes to put cards in. I was so upset when i got sick and had to miss school that day. But i though well i guess i can always give david(that was my bf at the time) his gift later. But little did i know that later that day after school he would show up at my door with a gift for me. He brought me a card,a plush dog, a beautiful bracelet(which i still have),and one of those little balloons on a stick in a heart shape that said i love you on it! I was so surprised and happy i could hardly contain myself! It was the best valentines day i had ever had and i wish i could tell him thankyou for all the things he did for me and how he made me feel, but unfortunately we were young and stupid and ended on bad terms. But i would like to thank him anyways so thankyou david for all that you were to me! I am a very passionate person when i really love something and put my heart and soul into it. I don't think most people know that about me cause I tend to put up this tough and edgy exterior so that no one will ever get too close. I had a lot of problems with friends and kids in general growing up and i still have some but it is better now...kinda. And well boys were pretty much afraid of me and didn't like me. I wasn't skinny and pretty like all the other girls and i'm still not and never will be because well i just won't. David was the first person who had ever liked me before and he wasn't doing it to be funny or mean he actually liked me for me and plain as that. Fifth grade was probab;y one of the hardest years in elementary school for me and in the beginning he just made it better and worth all the drama. Unfortunately something happened toward the end of the year and i felt like my whole world came crashing down in one single pull of the rug that i was standing on! I don't blame him because we were young and naive but i have to admit the last two weeks of fifth grade after he had dumped me were the two worst weeks of my life. I had never been so humiliated and madefun of gossiped about and etc. in my entire life. It was awful and i cried every night when i came home from school. But i still try to look past that to all the wonderful times we spent together and for those i am grateful because those are the moments that matter and that will last. But enough sappiness i had an MRI on my ankle today cause we think there might be something still wrong with it. I'll be glad to know once and for all what is wrong.Well i think that about sums it up for this entry maybe i'll do something tomorow or on valentine's day we'll see! Peace!