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Inside the Diary of an 8th Grade Middle School Girl

Inside the Diary of an 8th Grade Middle School Girl

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middle school girl journalDear Journal, Today was the first day of eighth grade. I cannot believe I’m on campus with high schoolers. They’re, like, so old. They have cars. I don’t know what it is, I just feel so grown up. I also met this really cute boy, Andrew. There’s something about him. Maybe it’s the way his side swept, shoulder-length hair swooshes to the right every time he flips his head. Maybe it’s his gaze into infinity. Maybe it’s just the sweet scent of his AXE deodorant—Dark Temptation, my favorite. Whatever it is, something drew me in. I know we’re meant to be something bigger, I can feel it in my bones.

Sincerely,

Cas

 

Dear Journal,

Today Andrew and I exchanged screen names. He brought it up really subtly, and then he made sure to spell it right in his notebook. I wonder what he thinks of bestbrunetteyet. Don’t say anything, but I saw that he wrote at the top of his planner “GET SCREENNAME”…I think that means he’s thinking about me. Kajhsdgfkajhdsgfkasjhdgf. Am I in love? I can’t tell. This is definitely the start of something.

I can’t breathe.

Cas

 

Dear Journal,

Andrew and I have been chatting on AIM for hours every day this week. He’s just so cute and funny and ugh. He’s everything. He asked me for my number, but texting is kind of weird so we stick to AIM. We’ve been playing this game where we try to guess who the other likes. He keeps guessing wrong and so do I. I wish he would just tell me!!! We don’t really talk at school, but we sit next to each other in class and I can see him looking at me from the corner of my eye. I literally can’t stop thinking about him. I don’t know what to do.

!!!!!,

Cas

 

Dear Journal,

OH. MY. GOD. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. ANDREW ASKED ME OUT. He asked me over AIM. What does that even mean, journal? Like, is he my boyfriend now? Or are we gonna go to the movies and then the Cheesecake Factory and maybe kiss and then he’ll be my boyfriend? Why are boys so FREAKING complicated. Ugh. Anyway, I said no. I’m making him ask me in person, because I’m a special girl and I deserve to be asked out in a special way.

<333333

Cas

 

Dear Journal,

It’s official. I have a boyfriend. I feel, like, out of my body right now. I, Cassandra Goochi, Have. A. Boyfriend. I am so happy I can’t think. I can’t move. Wow. JOURNAL. I never thought I would see the day. We also decided, well, I decided that we’re going to keep it quiet for now. He was kind of confused by it and asked if I was embarrassed by him or something, but I’m not, I just don’t want anyone to judge me for dating him, you know? He’s a little weird. I told my mom though. There’s no way I’m going to be able to sleep tonight. He is perfect.

Cas

 

Dear Journal,

Andrew took me on a date. Well, Liza was there. She just broke up with Andrew’s best friend Kyle and she wanted to hang out with us so we let her come. We went to the movies and watched Marley and Me. Andrew told me he would have bought my ticket if Liza wasn’t there but she doesn’t know we’re dating and we don’t want her to find out. But when Liza was crying because she’s a little bitch, Andrew put his arm around me. I swear it was magic. Then on the car ride back, when my mom wasn’t looking we held hands. Then when he left he KISSED ME ON THE CHEEK. BEST.DAY.EVER.

Xx

Cas

 

Dear Journal,

THAT DUMB WHORE LIZA. I AM SO MAD RIGHT NOW I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO. I’M FUMING. ANDREW. LIKES. HER. KYLE TOLD ME THAT HE TOLD HIM THAT HE REALLY LIKES LIZA. WHAT. THE. FUCK. I AM HIS GIRLFRIEND. AFTER ALL THAT WE’VE BEEN THROUGH TOGETHER HE GOES AND DOES THIS. WHAT. NO.

I just talked to Andrew. He never said that. Kyle likes me.

I think I might like Kyle?

Confused,

Cas

 

Dear Journal,

It’s done. We’re over. Andrew and I are no longer. I texted him saying that we needed to talk. I said I thought we should end things and he agreed. We never even kissed. Maybe there’s a future out there for us somewhere. Maybe we would have worked in an alternate universe. But we’re done now. We’ve both changed in the past seven months. We’re too different now. I will always love him, journal. But sometimes love isn’t enough.

Broken and alone,

Cas

 

Dear Journal,

It’s been four years since we last talked. I just wanted to say Andrew and I fucked in Liza’s guest room at the prom after party. Satisfied?

I am.

~Cassandra Goochi

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