Tuesday, November 18, 2008


This girl comes up to me and says "Hey I'm Courtney!!!". Examining her I knew that she was one of those preppy cheerleaders (not that I group people) and that we would not mix well.

"Hey." I turned to keep walking but the girl would not quit.
"So, wanna hang out with me after school?"
She was very persuasive. Finally, I gave up and we went to the movies where Larry works. Courtney thought he was sooo cute. She told me many times how lucky I was, until, I am very ashamed to say, I ditched. I know it was kind of mean, but she has tons of friends, she didn't need me to hand around.

While I was walking out, Nick comes up to me and asks if I would want to see a movie with him and his friends, so I said yes. They were seeing that "Haunting of Molly Hawkins" and it looked pretty good.

We walk in and Courtney starts screaming at me asking me why I was on a date with her boyfriend while Nick keeps stuttering. Realizing I wasn't getting any help from him, I just left.

Nick came over during Math today and apologized saying Courtney was sooooo dramatic. Dan heard and asks Nick if he wants to come over, since he decided that he should have all the friends, not me. So now I'm waiting in my room for Nick to come over. By the way, he's actually pretty cute... but Courtney will most likely strike me dead if I ever look at him again. Joy. I could probably take her.

I also made a new friend!! Yipee! Her names Morgan and she lived in New York too and likes my highlights (finally). The only problem is that she has a crush on Dan, so you can see how that would make me feel awkward. She's cool, even if she does have messed up taste.

I am proud to announce that I have found my place in this town: the freaky goth chic, enemy of all cheerleaders.

Sunday, November 16, 2008

Bowling+Mom= Really Good Mood

Larry is awesome! I know I say that a lot, but compared to my real brother, David, he's a saint. Don't get me wrong, I love David, but he is not what I would call a responsible, loving brother.

Anyway, Larry is taking me bowling, trying to cheer me up. I actually despise bowling, but he doesn't know me that well yet. Even though he's 19, he doesn't treat me like a little kid.

My dad and Bri are fighting already. I'm not that surprised to be honest. My dad was never good with relationships. He says that it's all Bri's fault, but even i seriously doubt that. Bri (I will never admit this to anyone) is really nice. Annoyingly nice. She's trying to "fill up the hole that my mother left". She doesn't have to. Mom says I can visit for Christmas! I can't wait! She finally wants to see me again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Saturday, November 15, 2008


Thank God for Saturdays. Ugh, this new school is such a pain. I was made fun of by this group of girls called the "Martha's". What's up with small towns and Martha?????
They made fun of my blue highlights. Back in New York, it was cool to be different, but now I'm working hard just to seem normal.
There was this kid named Nick who was about to say something, but i was like "If you visited my school, you wouldn't last a second. Nice overalls." and I stalked off.
He came up to me after school and it turns out he wasn't trying to insult me, but my insults impressed him. I feel the start of a new friendship!

Well, I don't have school, but that means I have to stay home with Dan and Bri. Bri keeps trying to be my friend, while Dan is just... I guess you can say avoiding me? Larry got a job at the 1-roomed movie theatre, so I have no one to hang out with. Maybe I'll call Nick over. You never know, eh?

Life here sucks.

Friday, November 14, 2008


Alright. This is my fist post from our new house. We're not completely moved in yet, but we sleep here. The house is actually pretty nice. I get the attic as my room. It's got this great view and is totally spacey. Of course, Bri designed it. She worships Martha Stewart.

New house means new school district, even though we didn't move that far. 8th grade is rough here. It was my first day today and I have so much homework. I live in a small town, kind of like the one from, Gilmore Girls. So of course, I completely stuck out. The principal, Mrs. Gutter, thought she was being nice and put Dan in a few of my classes. Thanks. A lot.

On the upside, Larry is totally cool. Like, the perfect big brother. He TALKS! And no, I'm not being sarcastic. He is soo nice, unlike Dan. They don't really get along (score another for Larry). I mean, he actually walked me to school and made sure I was registered and stuff!

Shouldn't that be my dad's job, though? He hasn't been paying much attention to me since him and Bri "eloped". I don't know why they call it an elopement. They told everyone beforehand. I thought it was too fast, but guess what? They were dating for 2 whole months! Dad know how to rush into things, huh?

Thursday, November 13, 2008

New House, New Life

Well, we moved. We meaning me, Dad, Bri, Porkie (my dog) and some new characters in my life story.

1) Larry
2) David

age: 19

That's all I know about him. He never talks!

school: mine
social group: popular jock, quarterback

Yeah, I knew him. He never noticed me.

Those guys are my future stepbrothers!!!
It's like "Life with Derek", except my version is "Life with Dan and the dude who NEVER SAYS A WORD".

At least my dad is excited. My life is starting to sound like the beginning of a reality TV show. Tune in next time folks. Yipee

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Auntie Bri

Well, don't be disappointed or anything, but today was nothing compared to yesterday's drama. David is out of my closet, but that doesn't take care of the new girlfriend problem. Her name's Bri by the way. And to think i actually used to like that name!!!! Her full name is Brianne, but she wants me to call her "Aunt Bri". To get on her nerves I call her ma'am.

During school today we learned how to make alcohol out of Jolly Ranchers. I was like, "What, are you promoting drinking?" to my teacher. He, uh, doesn't quite like me so that went over well.

This is the end of my post, but only because there's a couple of kids at my door. Hey, the older guy is kinda cute... Ha!

Tuesday, November 4, 2008


"Dad is a nutcase. So controlling, overwhelming, and completely and utterly insane. " If you notice the quotation marks, you'll see that these are not my words. These insulting sentences come from David, but after yesterday's meeting, I'm not too far away from screaming these up into the heavens myself.

David came. To our house. The one my father actually lives in. He came. They fought. Typical.

I can't believe I even hoped for a second that things were going to be alright. David came home looking for a place to stay. He dumped Chelsea, which was good, but didn't have a place to stay. He was hoping he could crash with us, but Dad kicked him out. His own son!!

And if that wasn't enough to tick me off, Dad comes home from work a couple of hours later (while David is hiding in my closet) with a girlfriend. An actually female who has made out with my father! He's like forty and she is like, sixty!!!!! Ugh, and I thought Chelsea was bad!

My father is a nutcase. So controlling, overwhelming, and completely and utterly insane, but Mom will never come to get me and David will never be able to wipe his own-

My mood gets darker every day. My mind is turning to mush and I keep having mental pictures of that grandma and my father... ugh!


Well, my family is sort of dysfunctional, or a least it used to be. My mom and dad split up before I was born. I live with my dad and see my mom during Christmas. I guess it's OK that way, but my mom really doesn't know how much I miss her.

I don't want to get all sappy and start telling you all my emotions, because I'm much better off then some kids in this unforgiving world, but I thought explaining my "home life" would help tell something about me.

My older brother's name is David. He's 18 and my best friend in the world. Thank God he doesn't have this blog address, because I could never admit that to his face. Him and my dad don't get along so well. Dave blames him for Mom leaving and feeling awkward around me, so he moved out and lives with his disgusting girlfriend, Chelsea. Ugh I thoroughly despise her. I think Dave used her as an excuse to get out. Without her, he would have no place to go. David is kind of a bum sometimes, but he got a job as a journalist! I'm proud of him.

Sunday, November 2, 2008


Hey readers. My name's Ali. Or at least that's how you'll come to know me as. This blog won't be popular, for in order to do that, I would have to know what I was doing.

I look at a blog as a sort of place to vent my feelings and share my story. Hopefully, it'll be a good story, for who wouldn't want their life to be a good story?