Emily is sewing a doll to look like Ana. A small one. We can put pins in it like a voodoo doll.

I have a zit!  Right under my nose!  It is huge.

I hate Ana!  I am so mad I could kill her! She pretended to be Steve on the phone!  She and Melissa.  Emily is the only one I told.  We are planning revenge.  Emily is sewing a doll to look like Ana.  A small one.  We can put pins in it like a voodoo doll.  Although it won’t work, we are going to leave it in Ana’s locker.  Ana likes Scott.  Scott can be nice, but he’s ugly!  Perfect blackmail!  Yesterday I thought I’d have to dance w/Keorber!  I mean what a geek!  Instead we got re-paired and I got Gary.  He is such a bad dancer!  Of course I am too, so we look okay together.  Alexis broke up w/Gary.  I don’t know why she went out w/him in the first place.

Today I banged my head on a stone pillar!  It still hurts and I have a cut and a bump!  When it happened I almost cried.  Almost man, it hurt.  God what’d I do to deserve this AND the zit?!!!

I don’t know but if I had to guess, it would be because you are planning to make a VOODOO DOLL in the likeness of one of your FRIENDS.

Tomorrow is the beginning of 7th grade. I’m not nervous.

Tomorrow is the beginning of 7th grade. I’m not nervous. My classes are spread out all over the school.

I have an absolutely great outfit. It is all black w/a crochet vest. Crochet is in.

Today Mom and I went to get stuff. I got myself a new brush and deodorant and Clearisil. I need it to get rid of the many zits on my forehead. I’m lucky though my bangs cover them.

In three days I’m 12, and I HAVE A COLD SORE! It’s Hell!

Okay so I didn’t write the next day.  I don’t want to bore you with the details of the trip anyway.  Let’s just say it sucked.

In three days I’m 12, and I HAVE A COLD SORE!  It’s Hell!

I just have to hope I don’t see Steve!  What if then he wouldn’t want to go out with me?  How horrible!

Catcha later.

Happy Birthday David Bowie

Yesterday was David Bowie’s birthday. My friend Andrea alerted me to the fact on Facebook, making me so happy (for the millionth time) to have the friends that I have and, it has to be said, social networking. I might never have known if it wasn’t for her! Now, of course, I have his birthday as a repeating event on my Google calendar so I’ll never miss it again.

2010 was a year of nothing but Bowie for me. That’s not true, of course, I listened to a lot of Willie Nelson, Roxy Music, Lee Hazelwood, Mountain Goats and Levon Helm (to name a few), but I really and truly spent the year submerged in David Bowie. I read about this life, his rise to stardom. As we listened to his album Last Dance last night, I realized that it’s more than just a love for his music that makes me love him.

It’s the drama that he so beautifully imparts in every word he says. It’s the way he stopped at nothing to be the success that he became. It’s the way he threw his drink in the face of social norms and wore make up. Men should totally be allowed to wear make up, in my opinion. Encouraged even. And he does it so beautifully, sometimes donning almost a costume, sometimes just the perfect amount of silver eye shadow. An inspiration.

It’s the sincerity of each line of every song. It’s the way he so beautifully and succinctly captures the joy and terror of real life, and emerges optimistic. It’s the way that even if his lyrics make no sense to me, the feeling does. The feeling always does. Yes, David Bowie, I think, yes.

Andy Warhol On Blemishes

Andy Warhol, in his Philosophy, distinguishes between temporary blemishes, and those that intrinsically mar your appearance. He maintains that should, for instance, one have an overwhelmingly large nose for their face, this is apparent to everyone as something that is rather unfortunate, and needs not to be acknowledged. Temporary blemishes, however, should be acknowledged so that your companions understand that the way you look just at the moment is not indicative of the way you look normally.

With that said, let it be known I have far more pimples than usual of late, but this is not normal, and I’m sure it’s due to stress, and not a permanent disfiguration by any means.