DIARY OF A NERD!!
Dear Diary,
I know you’re just a bunch of pages, but I feel like I need to spill my guts to you. Today
is the first day of my junior year, and everything feels... off. I mean, I love school.
Mathlete’s meetings, science experiments, and debating over the fanciest tech gadgets
is my jam. But I didn’t expect life at home to spiral out of control before I even set foot
in my first class.
My mom’s been acting weird recently. After Dad left, the house turned into a sort of
battleground filled with silent treatments and poorly cooked dinners. But this morning,
she blurted out she’s moving us to her sister’s in Oregon because she can’t handle the
rent anymore! I was stunned. I thought I was going to finish high school here, where all
my friends are—not in a small town where I don’t even know anyone!
I barely held it together during breakfast, and when I got to school, I felt like I was
walking in a bubble, separated from everything I knew and loved.
Monday 10
To my surprise, I discovered that life in high school is even crazier than I remembered.
The first day of classes went better than expected. My friends, Chloe and Steve, were
sympathetic when I told them the news. They promised to visit over the holidays, but
knowing my luck, I’ll probably end up being the nerd who eats lunch alone on my porch
in Oregon.
I met Mr. Henderson, the new science teacher, who seems cool enough. He introduced
us to a project on robotics, and I got this sudden rush of excitement. After glancing at
his circuit board diagrams, I forgot all about the craziness at home. I focused on the
combination of wires and ideas floating around in my head, and for a moment, it felt
just like home.
But my happiness crumbled as soon as the bell rang. I overheard some seniors
whispering about a party this weekend, and my heart sank. I thought those things were
for everyone else, not the girl who's packing up her life. I can’t believe I'm leaving
before even experiencing a single high school party!.My life was already a lu
Tuesday 11
Ever since I found out about the move, I’ve become this silent observer in my own life.
It's like I'm invisible, slipping between classes, struggling through conversations. This
morning, everything escalated. Mom came home yelling about how "none of this is
working out" and bags started disappearing into cardboard boxes. I know our economy
is struggling, but it feels like our lives are too.
I blurted out, “What about my life here? My friends?” and she just stopped, stunned.
Somewhere in the chaos, I saw a flicker of sadness in her eyes. She explained she didn’t
want to uproot my life either, but things were dire.
Wednesday 12
I thought I’d be alone all weekend, but Chloe showed up at my door, filled with snacks
and a cardboard box filled with glittery stickers. “We’re doing a goodbye movie
marathon!” she declared. Between laughs and tears, we watched all three “Back to the
Future” movies—because she knows I’ll always be a sucker for nerdy flicks.
While we were tucked in the corner of my messy room, I felt a spark of hope. Maybe life
wouldn’t be entirely bleak if I could take a piece of this with me. I could carry my
friends’ support across state lines!
Thursday 13
Dear Diary,
Change feels terrifying and exhilarating at the same time! I decided to take control of
my own narrative. Mom and I had a heartfelt talk last night, which led to a decision: I’d
move to Oregon, but I’m going to keep my friendships alive. I drafted a plan: I’ll create a
blog where I can document my life as a “faraway nerd,” sharing my awkward yet fun
adventures in a new place.
School will be a fresh start. I plan to dive into the robotics club at my new school, just
like I did here. I swear I’ll make myself part of the propelling stories, rather than
lingering on the sidelines.
Friday 14
So, here we go! In two weeks, I’m off to start this new chapter! I learned that while life
is unpredictable, there’s something empowering about leaning into new experiences
and facing change head-on.
With Mom’s support, Chloe’s virtual pep talks, and my ambition to never lose touch with
my roots, I’m ready to build a new life. Who knows? If I’m lucky, I might just find a
delightful community filled with curious minds in Oregon.
Here’s to resilience, friendship, and the recalibration of dreams!
So, another day at boring school known as the nerd. I walked to my class with high
hopes that Sabrina (One of the members of the IBIP(iPhone baddies in pink)wont cause
any drama today cause my lifes is full of it. I sat on my chair as the math teacher called
out the names of some new student who had just arrived and thank goodness there was
an empty seat near me. I could probably make some friends after all.
“Logan Miller?”
“I hope it’s not the same Logan” I said as thoughts ran through my brain.
As the door handle clicked open, the classroom was quiet that had never happened
before and before I could say a word.Logan miller from middle school arrived and before
I could make an ecuse to use the restrume,He noticed my geeky face and sat near me
UGHHH it was going to be HECTIC!!!!
#Callthedramacreators
September 15, 2023
Dear Diary,
If I thought my life was a rollercoaster last week, I underestimated this ride. I was fully
prepared to step into high school with my neatly organized binder and a steady routine
to survive - but then, well... let's just say the Universe had other plans!
Mom finally decided NOT to pack our bags and leave for the city. There was a moment
when I thought my entire life would change and that I'd be saying goodbye to the old,
but here I am—still in the sleepy town of Maplewood, with everything just as it was. I
should be relieved, right? But now it feels like I’m stuck in a suspenseful movie, waiting
for the plot twist that is just around the corner.
September 19, 2023
Enter: Max Johnson. Lone star of our physics class and the boy who seems to have
stepped right out of a graphic novel. Dark hair that falls perfectly despite his apparent
disinterest in styling it, and an easy grin that makes the butterflies in my stomach
confuse their flight patterns.
He was late to class. His eyes scanned the room, and when they landed on the only
available seat—right next to ME—I could feel the collective gasp from my classmates.
My heart raced faster than the clock ticking towards the next school bell.
September 22, 2023
Max is not just handsome; he’s smart too. He speaks casually about quantum
mechanics as if he were unwrapping a candy bar. I’ve never been the type to make
friends easily, but there’s something about him that pulls me in like a well-drawn comic
book. I mean, I’m used to the nerdy kids around me, not the popular ones. The whispers
from the girls seated across the classroom pierce through my concentration. "He’ll
never notice her," they smirk. All I can do is adjust my glasses and shove my hands
deeper into my hoodie pockets.
But just when I thought I might survive this shift in my fading existence… Max, in an
effort to establish rapport, asked why I was always so quiet. I stuttered something about
“focusing on academics” while mortified eyes around me darted back and forth like they
were watching a tennis match.
September 25, 2023
Max propels me into unforeseen drama! I usually keep my distance from the popularity
orbit, but somehow I found myself in the middle of it. Sabrina, Queen Bee of Maplewood
High, suddenly took a disliking to me. Every time I blink, there she is, tossing furtive
glares that could slice through steel.
And the worst part? She decided to confront me after school, and with a group of her
followers, she challenged me about "poaching" her new friend. You know, it’s one thing
when the drama unfolds in the daytime shows I binge; it’s completely another when it’s
directed at me!
I was panicking when Max rounded the corner just in time. Rather than backing away,
he stood beside me, smirking like he had just entered a showdown. "What’s all this
about?" he asked, voice firm. I could feel my cheeks heat up, imagining that this could
bail me out, or throw me deeper into the chaos.
Sabrina flipped her hair over her shoulder. "Oh, please! We don't need another dark-
horse nerd trying to steal the spotlight!" Her friends laughed like it was the funniest joke
in the world. I felt small and invisible.
“Actually,” Max said, leaning in closer, “you’re underestimating her. Nora can outsmart
you in any trivia game and has a better comic collection than any of us.”
Was that bravery or stupidity? I didn’t know. I just stood there, feeling a mix of
embarrassment and exhilaration. The silence that followed was palpable. Sabrina’s face
twisted in disbelief before she stomped off with her crew, leaving me blinking under the
fluorescent lights, stunned.
September 27, 2023
The unexpected aftermath of yesterday was kind of… electric? Everyone buzzed about
Max and me. Some even dared to call us a “thing.” The whispers are no longer just
spiteful gossip but intrigued curiosity. I didn’t know whether I should relish it or quiver
with anxiety.
Mom noticed the spark in me. She poked her head into my room and said, “You seem
different, sweetie. You should be proud of yourself.” Little does she know that the pride
feels more tangled with confusion and fear than triumph.
Suddenly, my geeky existence was an unlikely spotlight, and all it took was one boy and
one unexpected confrontation to make every eye turn my way.
Tonight's plan: stay home, binge-watch their latest superhero series on streaming, and
come up with witty comebacks for the next showdown with Sabrina! A bowl of popcorn
is mandatory!
Here’s to high school: weird, unpredictable, and filled with moments I never requested
but somehow need to navigate. Who knows what wild ride awaits next?
