Journal PT2

                                                        SHELDON'S JOURNAL, PT 2

7:00 AM: Just popping in quickly right now, journal! Today's the day! Can't talk now though, gonna go for my morning jog! Seeya in a bit!

9:00 AM: Sorry journal, ran a bit late, I got attacked by a squirrel in the woods. Suffice to say, I was able to make it out without a scratch, though, so, We'll chalk it up to good luck! Which is a good sign because....I'm finally gonna ask out the coffee shop girl! Exciting, right? I have a half day, I can ask Buddy to drive me over later, and, roll up in our sweet ride! Before though, gonna ask the guys some advice. I mean, surely they know how to get the girls, right? Anyways, time to walk to school, I'll update ya later!

11:45 AM: So, luckily, no locker incidents today, I really think those guys are finally laying off on the pranks! Maybe I could finally be one of their friends, and be a cool kid! I'm gonna try ad sit with them at lunch today! Today is gonna be great!

11:50 AM: Scratch that. Luckily they only hid it in the gym lockers, those are easier to find.

1:40 PM: Finally out of school, and, I get to get a free ride to the coffee shop in the RV! I took a quick shower, slapped on some deodorant, and even slips some of Buddy's cologne out of his bottle. Smells weird, but, I'm sure girls like it! I popped in the front seat, and, poked Buddy awake. We talked for a bit, and, he told me to go rob a bank, and leap out a window. He has the funniest jokes journal, isn't he the greatest? Bob just said to be myself, which is also sound advice. I'm glad to have these guys around!

2:15 PM: Alright. We're here. I'm just standing outside...Writing in a journal....Asking out a girl...Just, gotta take a deep breathe, and, relax, and, it'll be well. Wish me luck, journal.

2:20 PM: That....I'll....

4:00 PM: I went for a run for a bit. It helped me feel better a little. So....yeah...two things I learnt today. One, the barrister....does not feel the same way about me, that I did her, and, two, I leak ....wax, which is really hard to pick out of the carpet. So. Yeah. Turns out she didn't want to take time off and go on a date with...a pumpkin headed freak like me. I don't blame her, I guess. I mean, I'm sort of a freak, and, an awkward one at that. It just....hurts. That's all I really have to say right now, I have to go downstairs, and, eat some of mom's pasta. maybe that'll cheer me up. Hopefully. I'll talk to you tomorrow, Journal, I'll probably be in a better state then. Good night.