Tuesday, January 5
Goshness! My diary had been LOST :( Good thing Phil saw it in the garage and gave it back to me. I was so relieved to have it back. And yes, I’m going to be starting class tomorrow, it should’ve been today but, I kind’a woke up late. So I decided not to go to school tomorrow.
Wednesday, January 6, 7:00 am
It’s the first day of classes since winter break. I am so excited about this. Wish I could have a bunch of friends who truly cares, like Mandy and Leila.
So I walked down the bus stop, because I don’t have my driver’s license, yet and I didn’t ask Phil to drive me to school because he had an urgent meeting with my mothaar! So I saw this girl who looked very cute and was very nice. I sat beside her, and little did I know that her name was Jemimah Barretto.
Wednesday, January 6, Homeroom
KILL ME NOW!
I sat on the second row, and take note: I am A-L-O-N-E!!! Goshness! This can’t be happening to me. I can’t be alone. How can my popularity driven down? Ughh. I hope that someone would just take a sit with me.
Wednesday, January 6, Lunch
I was shocked because there’s this girl who came over me and asked if I wanted to have lunch with them. And excitedly, I answered yes. :)
‘I am Kashmanda Illey.’ The girl with the long brownish hair said.
‘Hello, I am Danielle. Danielle Riverrs and I just moved from Wyomissing, Pennsylvania.’ I smiled.
‘Hi! I am Jamaica Thompson.’ The girl with the short hair-do said.
‘Look, I really appreciate you both coming towards me and asking me to lunch with you. So I want to return your favor.’ I smiled.
‘What’ll you do?’ Kashmanda said.
‘I’ll invite you to our house later after school.’ I answered.
‘Sure.’ Jamaica said.
Wednesday, January 6, Mom’s House!
Both of them were shocked to see our house. I don’t know why but they told me they haven’t seen a house of that kind before. LOL! Who are they kidding?
‘You have a beach in your backyard?’ Jamaica asked.
‘Obviously, yes, but it’s not necessarily ours. It’s just our house was built in front of the beach.’ I smiled.
‘Cool!’ She replied.
I gave them a tour at our house and they roamed around. FINALLY!!! We have reached our destination…my room.
They both looked at every inch of it. It was so freaky, but cool. Haha. I don’t have any clue about what we should do because, I only met them today, and it’s freaky to have an unfamiliar people on my very room. But I think they won’t be unfamiliar for a very long time, ‘cause I have to stick with them to gain my P-O-P-U-L-A-R-I-T-Y back. But I am so not using them, it’s nice to have real friends who cares for you when you’re feeling down. Yes, I do not use people to gain popularity, you know, you have to strive hard to get popularity, don’t just stick to the ones who can help you. Infact, if I want my popularity back, I might aswell stick to the ones who have higher popularity rates in the school. Right? So think before you act or even scold me for misunderstanding. Haha. Defensive aren’t I?
‘Is this you?’ Kash asked.
‘Yeah, why?’ I returned her a question.
‘It’s just that, you look familiar.’ She said, wondering.
She was silent for a moment, until she went to my desk and grabbed the picture frame with my favorite Spanish cousin, Ingrid Barceló.
‘I know this girl…this is Ingrid right?’ She asked.
‘Yeah, she’s my cousin. How’d you know?’ I asked, curiously.
‘Ingrid was a childhood friend of mine. And we shared almost the same class last year.’ She explained.
‘Cool!’ I remarked.
‘So, what are we going to do?’ Jam asked.
‘Want to eat? I am so starving.’ I smiled.
Knock! Knock! I heard, I suppose someone is at the door. I opened the door, and I was surprised because Spencer was standing there with his surf board. Damn! He looks so hot with his swimmer’s short.
‘Hey!’ I smiled.
‘Hey! I was wondering if you wanted to go surfing with me today.’ He said.
‘Uhmm, I really want to but unfortunately, I can’t.’ I shook my head.
‘Why?’ He asked.
‘I have a date with Kash and Jam.’ I pointed to both of them who were sitting in my bed.
‘Oh!’ He sighed.
‘No! You can definitely surf with Spencer, right Jam?’ Kash smiled.
‘Yes, we can come back some other time.’ Jam smirked.
‘Really? Wouldn’t that be harsh?’ I asked.
‘No, why would it be? Just enjoy your afternoon with Spencer.’ Jam smiled.
‘And I know he’ll take care of you.’ Kash replied.
‘Cool, so I’ll prepare your surf board and I’ll meet you down stairs.’ He smiled.
‘Wait, Spencer sorry but I can’t go surfing with you.’ I replied.
‘Why not?’ He asked.
‘Because, I promised these two girls that we will bond at this very moment. And a word is a word.’ I explained.
‘Okay, maybe some other time.’ He said.
I closed the door and I gave Kash and Jam a massive hug. Of course I wouldn’t let somebody stand in the way of my new friends. After an hour of conversation, the three of us went down stairs to grab a glamwich.
‘What is a glamwich?’ Jam asked.
‘I second the motion? LOL.’ Kash replied.
‘A glamwich is what I call my sandwich to make it more civilized.’ I smiled.
‘That is so lame yet cool.’ Jam smirked.
‘Yeah, from now on I am going to use the word glamwich.’ Kash said.
‘You should.’ I smiled.
Yes, there we were sitting on out kitchen making glamwich ourselves. This is definitely so much fun than surfing with that guy I just met a week ago. LMAO! The glamwich was awesome, and what made it more glamorous was the crystal plate embedded with pink and purple rhinestones in the side. COOL! I should do this all the time so I could forget Mandy and Leila.
Thursday, January 7, 8:52 am
I definitely don’t know what is happening to my system, but it makes me want to puke. Eww. This is the worst thing that happened to me since I moved here in LA. And yes, I am here, stucked in Dr. Serrano’s clinic. He said that I should take some valuable time to rest and to meditate. Ughh! Is he nuts? No normal doctor would ask his patient to medidate, hello? FTW, but only monks meditate. And we are in LA, not in mainland China.
Thursday, January 7, 1:00 pm
For Phil’s sake, thank God I am home! Dr. Serrano’s clinic is so eerie. Ughh! I think some creep died in there. And his face, I can’t even erase it in my mind. Those big green eyes with the peculiar huge glasses of his. Ughh! And his awfully terrible nose; can’t even look into the bright side, because there is no bright side to this. EEEH!
Back in Wyomissing, I always get my check-ups with Dr. Webber. She is the most pleasant doctor I have ever met in my whole life. I wish Dr. Serrano is like Dr. Webber. Yeah, and here I go again, looking back to the memoirs of my past. I don’t know why, but it always keeps on coming into me.
Thursday, Later that Night
Kash and Jam video chatted with me. They asked why I wasn’t able to go to school. And there, I said that I think I had some cramps early this morning. Sigh. They told me that Mrs. Maui, our homeroom adviser gave us tasks to do as an extracurricular activity. And this is so awkward. I’ve never sold anything in my life before. And yes, I am going to sell. I don’t know where, but as long as nobody recognizes me, it’s fine. They told me that my homeroom classmates and I will be hosting a garage sale on my mother’s house. LAME! How can they do this to me? Cruel world.
I am so aggravated. LOL. I want to sleep and sleep and sleep all week. Can I just do something more mature that hosting a garage sale? I hope someone gives me a sign.
NOTE: When Kash is wearing a red top tomorrow, I’ve decided to take total humiliation and host a garage sale. But when she is wearing a dress, I’ll sell something more mature. :D
Wednesday, January 8, 7:00 am
I asked Phil to drive me to school today because I don’t feel like taking the bus. I am so upset with all the garage sale thingy. I really hope Kash would wear a dress or a different color variant rather than red.
On my way to class, I saw this queer looking woman who thinks she looks like Taylor Swift. She is so weird. That is the most bizarre thing I’ve seen. It’s unusual to see old people wearing a dress and a boots and acting like they’re 20 years younger. If my mother acted that way, I would say that she is not my mom at all. LMFAO! I am so rude.
Wednesday, January 8, Homeroom
I AM DOOMED! Kash is wearing a red top. Why did I ever pick red? Didn’t I know that red is one of the most common shirt colors? I wish I’d picked aquamarine or dandelion. :P This is so going to freak me out.
Ouch! I think something hit my head. And I was correct. I piece of paper was thrown at me.
‘Sorry.’ I voice came from the back.
‘Whatevs! Just whatever you’re doing, keep me out of it ‘cause I am kind of in a bad mood here.’ I replied.
‘I said, I’m sorry. It wasn’t really for you. It was for that odd guy next to you.’ He explained.
‘Whatevs, dumbo!’ I curled my other brow up.
‘Why are you so mean?’ He asked.
‘I am not mean, I am just in a bad mood Dumbo.’ I replied.
‘I have a name, so stop calling me Dumbo.’ He said.
‘Whatevs.’ I looked away.
‘Btw, the name’s Milton. Milton Vanderburgh, Dumbo!’ He mocked.
‘Dumbo is my word, loser!’ I looked at him and then gave him the loser sign, and then I looked away.
Wednesday, January 8, Lunch Break
Since, Kash had a meeting with his group mates, and Jam didn’t go to school because she had mumps, I was stuck in the cafeteria alone. A-L-O-N-E !!!!
‘Are those seats taken?’ A guy came up to me.
‘What do you think?’ I gave him a dirty look.
‘Easy men, chillax!’ He smiled.
‘Btw, why are you here and FYI I am a woman.’ I replied.
‘Whatever, can I seat?’ He asked.
‘Yeah sure, whatevs.’ I said.
‘You’re Danielle Riverrs right?’ He asked.
‘Yeah, and you’re Milton Vanderburgh right?’ I smiled.
‘Yeah! You look better when you’re smiling.’ He complimented.
‘I am not sure whether that’s a compliment or not, but I’ll take It anyway.’ I smirked.
‘LOL.’ He murmured.
‘Why’d you asked though?’ I said.
‘Do you know that, your mom is like, one of the wealthiest person here in LA?’ He alleged.
‘Why’d you say so?’ I asked.
‘She has her own company, Liserin Group of Companies.’ He answered.
‘So? That doesn’t make her one of the wealthiest person in LA.’ I said.
‘Believe me or don’t, I don’t care.’ He replied.
There’s this fuh-reaky guy who came up to our table and sat next to Milton. It was just then, at that very moment that I knew that this guy was named Arvin Chua and he is Milton’s bestfriend.
‘Hey Milts.’ He greeted Milton with a handshake.
‘Hey bro.’ Milton greeted back.
‘So, I’ve seen that you have made a new friend, and your new friend is a girl.’ Arvin smiled.
‘So?’ Milton asked.
‘Dude, you usually don’t talk to girls. Dumbo!’ He answered.
‘Hey, DUMBO is my word.’ I butted in.
‘Yeah! Maybe I’ve decided that it’s time to have a girl in our group. Come on man, we’ve been lonely for three years.’ Milton said.
‘Only two.’ Arvin corrected.
‘That’s not the point.’ He said.
‘Then what’s your point? What are you trying to get to my mind?’ Arvin asked.
‘My point is, we need a CHANGE, and we’re starting with a new member of our group, and a girl.’ Milton explained.
‘Okay, I’ll agree on this one. But only this time that we’ll add another member to the group, okay? I don’t want others butting on our business.’ Arvin replied.
‘Thanks man.’ Milton smirked and gave Arvin a punch.
‘Excuse me?’ I asked, confused.
‘Nothing. Well Danielle, would you like to join out group?’ Arvin asked.
‘What group?’ Another question came up to me again.
‘It’s not necessarily a group. It’s a best friend circle.’ Milton explained.
I was stunned to hear the word BEST FRIEND. Goshness, they’re offering me to be their only girl BFF? This is absolutely an amazing opportunity. I cannot believe this.
‘Sure.’ Yep, that was all I can say.
Wednesday, January 8, Later that Night
I was so tired that night that all I wanted to do was lay down on my fluffy big pink bed. Back in Wyomissing, whenever I’m tired, Daddy would cook me my favorite meal, Corn and Crab Soup. Uggh! Here I go again.
I turned on my computer and then looked if I had any new messages. And fortunately, I have five unread messages.
The first one is from Mandy, and it reads:
Danielle,
How is LA? Are there any cute boys? Aww, why didn’t you call me? Is Leila right? That when you go and meet some Californian friends, you’ll forget about us? Sorry, I’ve missed you so terribly that it hurts not talking to you. Write me ASAP.
Lots of Love,
Mandy
As soon as I read the message, I replied to her. It was really necessary to reply to her mails because Mandy is a very sensitive person.
Mandy Baby,
LA is great. And no, I could NEVER forget you and Leila. We’re BFF’s right? And I miss you too. Sorry if I hadn’t call so often. I have so much work to do. And there’s this garage sale coming up. Uggh! I am so haggard. Anyways, I’ll write to you some other time. I love you.
XOXO,
Danielle
The next message is from Spencer, and it reads:
Danielle Honey,
I’ve got this surfin’ competition coming and I was wondering if you wanted to go with me and Luke. Write me as soon as you read this.
Spencer
Honey your face Spencer. Goshness, it is very inappropriate to address the word honey to someone, especially if you aren’t really that close. Right? Anyway, the third letter was from our Homeroom teacher, Mrs. Mary Anne.
Danielle,
I am just reminding you about the garage sale. Thanks, only that.
Sincerely Yours,
Mrs. Mary Anne Llynch
The garage sale, again. Uggh! I was too lazy to open and read the two last messages. I was about to sign out when someone IM-ed me.
Nicka.Nichols: Heeey!
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D’Riverrs: Hello!
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Nicka.Nichols: You’re Danielle right?
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D’Riverrs: Sure am. May I know who I’m chatting to?
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Nicka.Nichols: I am Junicka Nichols. :)
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D’Riverrs: Yeah, I can definitely see that.
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Nicka.Nichols: I am your partner for the upcoming garage sale:D
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D’Riverrs: Oh, ok. Hey, can we talk about it tomorrow. ‘Cause I’m kind’a weary tonight. And I need to retire ASAP. :P
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Nicka. Nichols: Sure Riverrs. :P
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D’Riverrs: Gudnyt Nichols.
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Nicka.Nichols: Ditto C:
Thursday, January 9, Homeroom
Junicka Nichols came up to my desk this morning. She was very nice and was very lovely. Her light brown hair and deep hazel eyes were so mesmerizing. She even got deep dimples on both side of her chick, which I envied. LOL.
‘Hey, so maybe I was wondering if we can make plans about the garage sale after school. Are you busy?’ She asked.
‘Sure, our house after school. What do you think of that?’ I invited.
‘Deal.’ She smiled and then went back to her desk where a cute little lady was waiting.
Thursday, January 9, Lunch
Lunch was the usual; I sat beside Milton and Arvin. We ate swiftly and then they toured me around the school. Los Angeles High School or LAHS was definitely huge. They got the football field, a swimming pool, a dance hall, and a huge gym where the cheerios practice and perform their routines.
Thursday, January 9, After School
I was just preparing food for me and for my guest when I heard the bell ring. Ah yes! It was Junicka Nichols with hat cute little lady she was talking to earlier in homeroom.
‘Hey Danielle, this is my best friend, Sandra Lee.’ Junicka introduced Sandra as she waved.
‘Hey Sandra, nice to meet you.’ I smiled and then shook her hand.
‘Danielle Riverrs it’s been a pleasure meeting you.’ She smiled back.
‘Well, Junicka, Sandra are you guys hungry? I’ve prepared some food for you.’ I offered.
‘Maybe later after we discuss our plans.’ Nicka replied.
‘Sure.’ I smirked.
I directed them both to the stairs and then all three of us went to my room to discuss our garage sale plans. I’ve added an extra chair to the mini table on the balcony of my room because supposedly it’s only Junicka and me, but Sandra arrived which made it more fun.
‘So the garage sale is on January 15 and we need to canvass and get all the donations that we can get. Any plans on the location where we can get as many donations as we can?’ Junicka asked.
‘Junicka…’
‘Please Danielle, just call me Nicka.’ She smiled.
‘Okay, Nicka, I know a place where we can get many donations.’ I offered.
‘Where?’ She asked.
‘In my closet.’ I smiled.
‘Dang! You’re willing to give up some of your stuffs for the charity?’ Sandra asked.
‘Why, of course. As long as the stuffs go to less fortunate people.’ I smiled.
‘You are such a nice person.’ Sandra complimented.
‘Thank you, I know you are too.’ I smiled.
‘Okay, now back to the garage sale plan. Aside from your closet, do you know any place where we can get donations?’ Nicka asked.
‘I know, we can go ask the people.’ I said.
‘How?’ She asked.
‘We’ll go door to door.’ I smirked.
‘You are so brilliant Riverrs.’ She gave me a high five.
‘No problem Nichols.’ I smiled back.
Thursday, January 9, Later That Day
I had so much fun with Nicka and Sandra. They are the cutest thing. :)) Aww. I’m so glad that I have friends just like them. Soon enough I’ll forget about Wyomissing and Mandy and Leila. Why? Because I have great friends like Milton, Arvin, Nicka, Sandra, Kash and Jam. Hmmm. I think I like it here. It’s so cool to be a California Girl. :D Not that I don’t like being a citizen of Pennsylvania, it’s just that it’s so hard to live in a small town where everybody knows everybody’s business.
Yeah, so tomorrow Mrs. Llynch will excuse us so that we wouldn’t have to attend classes and just go door-to-door to get donations from the neighbors for our upcoming garage sale on January 15th.
Friday, January 10, 10:00 am
So, I’m at the library because I’m supposed to meet Nicka and Mrs. Llynch here. So yeah, I am an hour early because our meeting time is 11:00 am. So, I just roamed around the library, scanned the shelves and then pulled out anything I saw interesting. There, I saw a cute little book about princesses. It was so cute with the pink fur cover, except that it’s all dusty now.And it only has fifty pages. Cool. But the one that really caught my eye was the Diary of Anne Frank. It was so touching how her father persuaded Anne’s dream onto becoming a famous writer by printing out her diary and releasing it to the whole world. Too bad Margot Frank’s diary was lost. Hmmm! I wonder what it felt to live in the Netherlands during the world war. It must have been exciting, yet scary but fun though.
As I returned the diary to the shelf, I saw one dusty book. It was entitled, ‘Anastasia: The Lost Grand Duchess’ it was so cool. As soon as I sit down, I excitedly opened the book. I remember a story about a lost Grand Duchess of Russia. Oh! It was my late cousin, Conrad Vanderbilt who told me that story. Yeah, they study that because he took up archeology in Yale, but when he was driving from Yale to Harvard to attend a seminar, his car hit a big ten-wheeler truck and boom! He died, on a glimpse of an eye.
‘Daydreaming again?’ A voice from behind emerged.
‘I don’t day dream.’ I defended myself. I look up to see who that was, and it was Milton Vanderburgh.
‘Oh come on.’ He teased.
‘Really, I don’t day dream.’ I smiled.
‘Whatever! Hey, is the seat taken?’ He asked.
‘Stating the obvious, no.’ I mocked, but I wasn’t really sure if it was mockingly enough. LMAO.
‘So, you’re reading Anastasia Romanov’s story huh?’ He noticed.
‘Yeah! You know her?’ I asked.
‘Yep, my sister Mallory always talked to me about it. She’s a professional archeologist in Russia now.’ He smiled, proudly.
‘Conrad would have been the best archeology in Greece, had he lived.’ I whimpered.
‘Who’s Conrad?’ He asked.
‘Nobody.’ I replied.
‘Come on Danielle, spit it out.’ He said.
‘Okay, Conrad is my dearest cousin, and my very best friend.’ I murmured.
‘What happened to him?’
‘Uhmm, he died last summer.’ I replied. Teary eyed.
‘Sorry, I didn’t mean to…’ He said.
‘It’s okay, I’ve moved on.’ I smiled.
‘Okay now, back to Anastasia. Do you know that her father called her shvibzik, meaning chain breaker because they were really expecting a boy, but instead, a girl came out of Alix’s womb.’ He explained.
‘I know. Alix of Hesse, Empress of Russia, daughter of Alice and grand daughter of Queen Victoria. She fell in love with Nicholas at a young age. They got married and then had five beautiful and handsome children. From Olga, Tatiana, Maria, Anastasia and Alexei: The Heir to the Russian Throne.’ I smiled.
‘Very Impressive.’ I heard Mrs. Llynch say from the back.
‘Thanks.’ Milton and I both thanked her.
‘Riverrs, I forgot to tell you that Vanderburgh is coming with us today.’ Nicka said.
I looked at Milton, he never said anything about this. Was he a part of our group? And what does he know about garage sales? But, I must admit that this made my feeling a lot better. :)
‘Okay Nichols. Are you ready to go door-to-door? I asked.
‘Yes, what about you Riverrs?’ She asked.
‘Never been ready.’ I smiled.
Friday, January 10, 3:00 pm
It was so frustrating. Some houses were so nice, while they were these lonesome houses who was yelling over my face and was telling us to go ask other houses. LAME! But we’ve finished. Now, I called Phil to pick us up at the Ellen’s Steakhouse.
I treated Nicka and Milton. We were so hungry. Imagine, we started at 11:00 am and then we finished at 3:00 pm. As a matter of fact, there were some houses that we skipped. Ughh! Tell me about it. But, as long as my effort goes for a good cause, I will never be tired of trying.
After eating, we Phil drove us to our house. We unpacked the things that we got from the donation. Woah! That sure is a lot of stuffs. I wonder how many people would benefit from these stuffs. It was then that I realize how lucky I am to be living in a huge house with the beach in the backyard.
So, we started unpacking. We placed each stuff on the proper shelves and then labeled it with a marker and a tape. The labeling thingy really made me so wobbly. Good thing that the aroma of mother’s garden saved me from vomitting. Eew.
Friday, January 10, 6:00 pm
This day was so fun. We finished our task at 4:30 pm so the three of us took a nice warm stroll around the beach. Hmmm. This is the life. :D Yeah, Nicka’s mom already called so she was sent home at around 5:30 pm so Milton and I stayed on the balcony and talked about many crazy stuffs. I felt so nice after I told him my insights. I hope he won’t change.
Saturday, January 11, 10:00 am
I turned on my laptop and then went to lie down on my bed. Suddenly, I got an IM from Milton and Arvin.
Meeeltooon: Hey Danielle, you want to go for a surf later?
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ArvinTheGreat: Yeah, it will be so much fun. And we can eat outside after.
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D’Riverrs: Why are you asking me this? O.O
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Meeeltooon: Why? Don’t you wanna go with us? :/
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D’Riverrs: Now that I don’t want, it’s just that, why me?
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ArvinTheGreat: Because, every Saturday is “best friend bonding day” get it?
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D’Riverrs: I’d love to.
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Meeeltooon: So you in?
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D’Riverrs: NO!
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ArvinTheGreat: Why?
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D’Riverrs: Because I nearly forgot that I have an appointment with my mother and I need to see her in two hours.
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Meelton: Oh, okay. But be sure to be there next Saturday okay?
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D’Riverrs: I’m not promising you that I’ll be there. But I’ll try. :D
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ArvinTheGreat: Okay. Bye Danielle.
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Meeeltooon: Bye Dee ♥
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D’Riverrs: What’s with the heart? O.o
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Meeeltooon: Nothing. ROFL.
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D’Riverrs: Good Bye ! :)))))
Saturday, January 11, 1:00 pm
Oh darn! I am so late. Danielle where are your manners? I can’t believe that I’m late for my first appointment with my mother. :/ Ughh! Where is my punctuality? Anyway, could you believe this? Since I moved to California last December 23, this is just the first time that I’ll be able to see my mother personally. How harsh? Yeah. I got late because I don’t know what proper dress code does she like me to wear. Back in Wyomissing, whenever I’ll go out with Dad, he doesn’t care what I wear, as long as I am me, he loves it. Aww. I miss my daddy. <3 Good thing I got a lot on my mind that I think of them rarely now. And I don’t know if it’s a bad thing. :P LMAO.
Saturday, January 11, Los Angeles Shopping Center
Yeah! So my mother took me shopping today. It was soooo fantastic! It feels good to have somebody that understands your own perspective. Hmmm. I wonder what dad and the boys are doing right now. Anyway, this is so much fun. Mother got me a new Gucci and Versace and Prada bags. I got a new Chanel dress from their early spring collection, a Victoria’s Secret perfume and m2m.
This is like the best shopping day in the history of shopping days. LOL. What am I saying? Hmmm. I guess my inner weirdness is showing staring to grow, which I love. Many people love me for my weirdness. And I like it, I really do.
After our shopping spree, mother and I went to Starbucks to take some latté. As usual, I ordered Toffee Caramel Frappuccino and a Danish Roll. While mother bought herself a nice warm coffee. Ughh, I don’t get it. It’s terribly hot in LA and I don’t see the reason to drink hot coffee. Anyway, that’s their lives and I don’t want any part of it. Right?
Sunday, January 12
This Sunday was dreadfully lame. I got up at 7 am, and then Nicka and Lee picked me up to attend Sunday Service at their church. At 12 nn, mother and I had Lunch at Barney’s. And I stayed home and slept the remaining hours away. Dreadful right? Is it really this boring in LA every Sunday? Hmmm. I should think of ways to kill the boredom on the future Sundays to come, or maybe I should make a list, what do you think?
Monday, January 13, Homeroom
Yeah, I sat beside Milton and Arvin and they can’t stop talking about the fun they had last Saturday at the beach. They think I envy them? Well, sorry to say but NO! :P Shopping with mother is a lot more fun than surfing on the beach and getting all dark and sandy. And I need to maintain my brownish white skin. :D
Milton, Arvin and I got all our classes from 7 am to 3 pm together. This was fun but actually boring. Because how can I even get many friends if I only hang out with them?
Monday, January 13, Chemistry
Milton and Arvin was waiting for me to sit on the middle row, but I sat on the front row instead. Why? Because chemistry is my favorite subject, and I hate when someone is talking to me when I’m on my most focused self. I hate it, really. I don’t care what they say, but I am so staying here in the front row the whole year.
Monday, January 13, the Park
After school, I headed to the park. I had this hard but cool assignment in arts and literature. It says that, I need to draw a thing, place or person and write a description about it. So I chose the park. And my paper went like this:
The Park
By: Danielle Jane Riverrs
Serene, calm and always clean, that’s what a park is. And did you know that the park is my favorite place? Yep. My daddy used to take me to parks whenever I cried when I was a kid. So when I was thirteen, he made my own park inside our lawn. It was cool because I was the only girl in the neighborhood with her own park on their lawn. That’s why many people wanted me to be their friends. But I knew that was the only reason. They wanted to be friends with me because they wanted to come and play at my park and nothing else. Back in third grade, I met Mandy Christophe and Leila Moore. They were my very best friends. We did everything together, and in times of struggles and pain, they were always there for me and that’s why I’m always there for them too. I just love the smell of cherry blossoms and the scent of the pines. So whenever I cried, daddy always takes me to the park.
Tuesday, January 14, Homeroom
I sat beside Milton and Arvin this time. They were so damn noisy, that’s why I don’t want to sit with them on chemistry. And yeah, they asked me why I didn’t sit with them on any other major subjects like American Lit, Calculus, Chemistry or World History. Want to know my answer? Well it’s simple, I just said this, ‘Because you two are noisy and you both don’t like studying!’ Was that too harsh? Hmm. I hope not. Because I would lose my best friends if not, but who cares? Studies are always first. How can I even pass Harvard Law School if I don’t focus, right?
Tuesday, January 14, World History
We were talking about the World War II. It was so harsh how the people of America bombed Japan with Enola Gay. Almost the whole city of Hiroshima was destroyed. It was so freaking harsh. It was now that I only realized how I love history. Even if I don’t see any reason why people need to look back from the past to survive the future.
Tuesday, January 14, Later That Night
I hadn’t notice that I slept. I was so tired because of the whole school works. And we have a huge garage sale tomorrow. So I turned on my laptop to see if there’s any news from Nicka.
D’Riverrs: Heeey Nichols!
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Nicka.Nichols: Whaddup Riverrs?
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D’Riverrs: What time is it?
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Nicka.Nichols: Around 7 to 8 pm. Why?
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D’Riverrs: Is there any chance that you want to come over at my house so that we can entirely prepare for the BIG EVENT tomorrow?
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Nicka.Nichols: BrB. I’ll go ask my mom. :)
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D’Riverrs: SHOOOR.
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Nicka.Nichols: Okay. She said, YES!
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D’Riverrs: Yay. I’ll go pick you up from your house. Is that oh-tay?
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Nicka.Nichols: Oh-Tay?
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D’Riverrs: Duhh. O-Kay and Oh-Tay are the same. LOL.
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Nicka.Nichols: Whatever Riverrs!
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D’Riverrs: Okay you better pack your belongings ‘cause I’m coming to get ‘cha !!!!!
Tuesday, January 14, 12:00 am
After Phil and I picked up Nicka at the Nichols Manor, we dropped by at Pinkberry to get a smoothie. Oh! And by the way, Nichols’ Manor was so cool. :)))))
Wednesday, January 15, GARAGE SALE DAY!!!
Yes, it’s the day that we’ve all been waiting for. Nicka and I woke up terrible early to review all the things that we’re supposed and not supposed to do. I’m so excited. Yay!
Milton arrived early this morning. He was actually good at helping us prepare all the stuffs that were to be sold. Hmmm. This is nice. I can feel my inner entrepreneur. ROFL. This is sure good. I love it.
Wednesday, January 15, Grand Opening!
This can actually be a good start. Many people arrived at our garage sale. It was so over whelming. I can feel that our efforts neither desecrated nor put into waste. Hmm. This is good. So when Milton opened the garage door, I was shocked to see all these people waiting for us to open. It was so cool. Mrs. Llynch asked some students from homeroom to help us in selling and guiding all the buyers. Hmmm, it was amazing. The feeling was so exciting and over whelming. I haven’t felt this way before. Helping and reaching out to others really is a big deal. And I should do this more often. Oh! I know, I should donate things that I have but don’t need to charities. Right! Even for once, I thought of others and not just myself. Aww, this could be a stars of something new :)) wait, that’s a song right? Lmao.
Wednesday, January 15, Later That Day
One word for y’all, TIRED! That’s T-I-R-E-D! This is weird, because when we finished distributing the money, I wasn’t even tired. As a matter of fact, I was jumping my head off. Lmao! But what happened? Gosh, this is obnoxious. But there’s this cute guy who bought two pairs of jeans who was so cute. Aww. I wonder what his name was. But I’ll find out soon. Haha. I sounded like a stalker. But anyway, I’m really finding out. Whazzup with that? Haha. But I don’t even know where to start. I don’t even know if he goes to our school or what? I’m so friggin’ falling for this guy. :P IKR? It’s so lame!
Thursday, January 16, 8:00 am
CAMPING? What the? Is she even serious about that? Ooooh! This can’t be happening, nothing about camping is good. I can’t do this. Oh! Maybe you’re wondering what is happening, well I’ll tell you this, I am going CAMPING, yes it’s C-A-M-P-I-N-G!!!! NO!!! I can’t, what about the cute gut who bought the jeans? When will I ever start to go looking for him? Awww. NO! And guess how many days? Hmm, a WEEK! A week, all alone in the woods, with no computer, no phone and no internet. Who would update my Facebook page? And what about my followers on Twitter? No, this can’t be happening to me! :(
Friday, January 17, CAMPING DAY!
So, this is the day when I’ll be dead within a day. It’s friggin’ camping day. And what should I do? I don’t have a clue on what to bring. And yes, I brought a hot pink camping bag with all my clothes and stuffs and my Nikon camera in it.
So Phil and my mom drove me to the camping site. It smells like mud in there. Ughh! Good thing I brought my Victoria Secret perfume. Hmmm, it smells heavenly. Anyways, the cabins are all made of wood. Oh! Of course they’re made of wood, they’re cabins. Silly me! Oh! And there are teenagers of all ages. There are different people form different places. Hmm. I think I’m gonna like it here. Let’s just see.
Saturday, January 18, Camp Rose Wood
So, the head of the camp told us that we could only write on our diaries and journals at our free time at night. So, I guess maybe I would not write in my diary for a week. Hmm. And I am so going to miss you Sparkyy. Hmmm. Sparkyy, is my diary ok? LOL. So yesterday, on the camp fire, I saw the cute guy I was talking about the other day. He was like, the son of the camp head master. And his name is Patrick Neil Dempsey. Hmmm. And he is so cute. I wonder if he has a girlfriend or something. Anyways, I also firgured out that he goes to my school, LAHS. Cool, and he is a senior for crying out loud. He plans to go to Duke or Statford to take up Medicine. Aww, a doctor and a lawyer. What a perfect combination. :)))))
So, I won’t write on Sparkyy until the day that the camping ends. Goshness. When is that even? Hmmm? I don’t know. But I’ll make sure it’s soon.
Thursday, January 23, HOME ATLAST!
So, I don’t think that I had fun in the camp. Except when I get to see Patrick. He is such a cutie. But he is so moody. Some of his friends teases him gay. But his friend, Paul Nolasco said that I have nothing to worry about because Patrick is 100% male. Haha! LMAO. He said that Patrick is only moody when some of his friends teases him gay. But he is such a strong person though. He doesn’t even fight back. He only smiles when Seth, Paul or even Jun teases him gay. LOL. That’s absurd.
Friday, January 24, Lunch Break
So, I sat with Milton and Arvin, as usual. They kept on telling me that they missed me so much. Aww. These sweet things. But, I don’t think that I did miss them both. ROFL. I am so rude! I don’t know why but, I guess that’s just me. And I don’t have any plans on changing for them. I love who I am. I think, friends should accepts friends the way that they are. If your friends ask you to change, DON’T! Because, they aren’t your true friends. Right?
Friday, January 24, Literature
I was in the front row. Oh! I love it here. Haha! I really love literature. It just makes my brain function well. And I want to be a famous writer someday like Danielle Steel, Charles Dickens and Nathaniel Hawthorne. When I was thirteen, I wrote an unpublished novel entitled, Turning Point. I love writing so much. And I plan to take double major in literature and history as a pre-law on college. Isn’t it great?
OHMAHGAWD! Patrick Neil Dempsey is sitting beside ME!
Saturday, January 25, Balcony
The fresh salt water, and it’s superb salty smell, I loved it. These are the things that you don’t get to smell in Pennsylvania. You know? All you can smell there are the hays and the dry fields. But I miss it though, of course when you get to smell that every single day of your life, and then move from a different location that is 2, 713 miles from where you used to reside, it’st just a matter of getting used to.
So mother stayed with me earlier at breakfast. She ate with me, and then as usual, she went to her office without saying anything. That’s why I miss dad’s caress so much. You know? When he takes me out and when we ride horses together. That’s the best thing about having a dad. The love and care that a mother can’t give.
Sunday, January 26
So I woke up early this morning, and then went out for a stroll in thee beach. It’s very windy today, it’s a day for a good swim. So I went back our house, and then went straight to my room to put on my zebra printed two-piece swim suit. It looks cute on me. Lol. Hahaha. Ikr? You know, it’s not that bad to feel good about yourself. Just, don’t reach the boiling point. I mean like, don’t brag too much about yourself. Because bad karma might get back at you.
So I went back to the beach to take a swim. The water was warm, the sun is up and the air is cold. I love it here.
Sunday, January 26, 4:00 pm
After taking a swim, I went to the house to change. I decided that I should go to the mall and try to unwind. Yeah, nothing compares to the feeling you have when you’re in the mall with only yourself and your own credit card. :))))
So I went to the mall and then tried to buy some really good and beneficial things, ‘cause I don’t want to spend my money or like, put it in the waste basket. Think, how many people on America needed these money as much as I do? How many people in the world strive hard to earn the money that I’m putting into the wast basket? Ever thought of that? No right? Well, now you know!
Thursday, January 29
I didn’t really get to write on my diary in the past few days because I had such a bad fever. And as I am writing this note, I want my reader to know that my hand are shaking and I kept on sneezing. Achoooo! There goes one sneeze. Lmao. So, I;m not going to write the whole happening. Maybe tomorrow, or some other time, when my illness flew away. :D
Friday, January 30, Dr. Who’s Clinic?
I don’t really know who my doctor or today is. I forgot his name, and the sign board to his clinic is faint. So, I can’t really see it. Sometimes, I randomly ask myself, ‘what if, I decided to become a doctor?’ or ‘what if I take up medicine in college?’ silly random questions.
So, remember when I decided to take a swim last Sunday? Well, I catched flu that day. Because of the mixture of cold, hot and windy. I had fever, cough and colds. It was very sarcastic. Lol. So, I never really got a chance to go to school last Monday, because when Phil went to my room, I was convulsioning. Yah know? When all you can see is the white part of the eyes, and the black part goes up up and away? Haha. Yes, I did that. Cool, ain’t it? It’s like I’m doing ‘The Undertaker’s eyes. Haha.
Friday, January 30, My Room
So, I got to sleep now. I don’t feel like writing in my diary tonigh. But something really stupid, yet adorable occurred.
I was about to put my diary to the shelf when my phone rang. Though it was a call, but my bad, just a text message from … guess who? Yeah! Patrick Neil Dempsey.
--Danielle, you alright? I haven’t seen you at school this week. Are you still alive? What happened to you? – Neil.
So yeah, I screamed. Haha. Stupid right? Anyway, I was too lazy to text back, so I just decided to write down this incident at my dearest companion, my diary. :)))
Saturday, January 31, Public Library
So I went to LAPB (Los Angeles Public Library). It was very serene, and this cozy little librarian with the name of Ms. Catherine Czseich came up to help me find my things. So I found some kids at my new school. But I only remembered Jemimah.
I came up to them to say hi and officially introduce myself. There on the table were five persons; Jemimah Barretto, Phoebe Cruohg, Emil Sobrevilla, Kiah Martingano, and Christian Tomkins. They were all so nice. We shared the same passion, reading and writing. Kiah was a delightful artist. She draws so many exquisite things. I love her to death.
Saturday, January 31, My Room
I decided to go home directly after going to the library. My back and leeg slightly hurts. Too bad. So, know what I’m gonna do? Yeah! – sleep.
