SundayYeah, I skipped a few days of diary writing, big deal. I don't like this stupid thing anyways, I was just bored the day I wrote in it. But anyways, now I
have to write in the dumb thing. Yeah, Mom and Dad are
making me write in this dumb book. It's so unfair, here's why..
Dad and I don't get along very good, so when he was talking to Mom about it she suggested that he spent time with me more. Have some 'father-daughter time'. So, he took me on a bike ride. You see, my dad can't ride a bike. So he expected me to help him ride a bike in the middle of town! I asked if we could go in the woods or something, but he said no. I just showed him how to stay on and we were off. We did end up going towards the state park which is in the woods. Dad was lagging behind the whole time, it wasn't my fault.. He should have been faster. I mean really, we could have put a puzzle together or watched a movie. But noo, Dad had to ride stupid bikes.
I eventually lost him. [ He ended up pushing his bike to the roller rink where Mom was. ]
I turned around when I relised he was gone and headed home. I met a girl on the way home when I fell face first into her front yard. her name is Quest, she looks like this..

We talked for a while and got along really good. Then, it started to get dark and I had to ride home. I thought the girl seemed familiar and I finally relised that she was one of the only punk
populars in our school! She wasn't with Tabitha and the cats or anything, but she was still talked to alot more than me.
So anyways, when I got home I got yelled at. Dad was whining around that I hated him and Mom was lecturing me on how I have to get along with people.
So now I'm stuck writing in this stupid book. Every day.