xxWannabeWriterxx

Wow, I’m doing unbelievably well in class these days. Can’t wait to see what the rest of the year has in store for me. An algebra quiz and a reading quiz tomorrow. Let’s see how I do. (And there could be another unexpected English quiz, but I’m such an English nerd, that never bothers me.)

I’m starting to realize that I’ll either accept the fact that I’m not a size two or I’ll just end up like all those anorexic models in the magazines. The first option is much easier than everything anorexics go through. Anorexia is a disease, but it’s one that can be avoided with careful dieting habits. I’ll just eat healthier.

As for my height, I haven’t grown an inch over the summer. How lame is that? But, then again, I’m not gonna be in the NBA, so I figure I don’t wanna be too tall, too soon.

I guess, all in all, these are the first steps in getting some confidence: realization & acceptance.

I’ve just skipped a grade, and now I’m faced with the challenges of being in the eighth grade, where – next to all the fun and perks – there’s competition in the air. Everyone’s expecting me to steal the title of valedictorian (the whole skipped-a-grade thing has a lot to do with that) and I’m hoping not to disappoint (my classmates, of course, but most importantly, myself.) I aced the English pop quiz, but there’s an algebra quiz tomorrow, and I have to see if math will be my weakness this year or not. I’ve got my fingers crossed and my faith in God. Hoping for the best.