Sunday 9:30 PM
I can't sleep. Tomorrow is my first day at a new school and I can't stop thinking about it. What if no one likes me? What if they all hate me?
My big sister, Katie, thinks I'm worrying too much. "Stop stressing!" she said, after I started wailing down the phone to her earlier. "You're so fab, I bet you'll make loads of new friends at Green Meadow."
I hope she's right. At my old school, there were only a few of us in my class. That's one of the reasons why it was closed down. Green Meadow is much bigger.
I just wish I could be more like my sister sometimes. She never EVER gets stressed out. Even though she writes for a magazine and has loads of deadlines to meet, she still keeps her cool. Not like me.
I once did a project on the environment t and ever since then I've been nagging Dad and his girlfriend, Jen, to recycle more things.
Like my baby brother's disposable diapers, for instance. Did you know that it will take HUNDREDS of years for them to decompose? I mentioned this little face to Jen, who gave a deep sigh and said:
"Well, if you want to wash Billy's diapers, be my guest. I don't, so therefore the planet will have to be saved in some other way."
Obviously, I don't want to clean billy's stinky diapers. Yuck! But I won't give up my campaign for green ones - speaking, that is, not literally. Ew!
Maybe we'll have projects on recycling at my new school.
Aargh! New school! Tomorrow!
Eek!
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