
Hey Loser! Thats what I am calling you now, who calls a book a camel anyway? This is not a diary OR a camel. This is a loser.
Anyways my day was kinda crappy, I failed my math test (not that I cared or anything don't get the wrong idea) and this dude named Ricky or something kept staring at me for like, 30 seconds. It was SUPER awkward. I hate it when people even just look at or make eye contact with me, but seriously, 30 seconds? Just... just why? I guess he was sorta cute but also he seemed annoying. He even flirted with our teacher, what a desperate guy.
So anyways, my name is Joshua Howell, and I am dumb. I've lived in this damn city all my life and central park smells like dog dung. Anyways my aunt (who i live with because my parents are in jail) is making me eat something, why can't I just starve myself? I rarely ever eat and it's not like me not eating will affect her in any way shape or form. So I guess I better go now before my aunt starts screaming at me to eat, bye loser!
P.S. I might skip school tomorrow so don't expect me to be there or anything.












