October

Dear Diary:

It’s October – can u believe it?! It’s a busy month. 3 of my friends have birthdays – Scorpios r crazy. And on the 18th mom is taking me to a protest. It’s like an anti-fascism, anti-Trump thing. He’s a total freak. What do u wear to a protest? Maybe 90’s grunge. Anyway, dad is acting weird, I think he might be having an affair. He’s always leaving the table to take calls. He says it’s work related, but I just get this vibe, u know? And I mean his new assistant is so young, like early twenties and she’s fucking gorgeous. Do u think mom will leave him if she finds out? Or maybe she already knows and doesn’t care. Remember when mom gave me that weird speech about sexuality being a powerful energy that flows in and out of us? Like what the fuck was she talking about? Maybe they’re in an open marriage. Ugh. Gross. I am never, ever getting married. Mom asked me if I wanted to go to Planned Parenthood, or if I wanted to see her gynecologist. I told her “for the love of god NO!” The straight guys at school are so gross, like they wear vintage preppy 80’s and their vibe is sleeze-core. If I’m going to let a guy put his body inside my body – then he better have something to bring to the table, know what I mean? Just like grandma says: “If they don’t enhance your life they’re not worth it.” Truth bomb. Grandma knows what’s up. Anyways, u know what Diary? I’m not going to worry about dad having an affair or their marriage. I have enough to worry about. Apparently I have to master a 3rd language, like knowing 2 languages isn’t enough anymore, that’s what the career counsellor said. Can’t I just enjoy my life for a minute before I have to start worrying about my future? And it turns out that the volunteer work I’m doing – as you know Diary I work at Best Friends Animal Shelter – is not the right kind of volunteer work. It’s not “upper tier” volunteer work, it’s “lower tier.” I’m helping dogs get adopted, how is that not top tier? This world is fucked. Like grandma always says, “we’re going to hell in a hand basket.” Do u think I should get bangs? By the way, our entire school smells like weed, but all the teachers pretend not to notice. I think that new girl, Lucy, has an eating disorder. Her arms r sticks and they’re covered with soft furry type hair. I feel weird eating in front of her. Mom wants to have a 16th birthday party for our cat, but that’s insane right? I mean birthday parties r for dogs, not cats. Theo would literally run away from our house if he saw mom decorating. What is wrong with her? I think she’s in perimenopause, which sounds revolting. Why do women get all the shitty stuff?! I bought a pair of skinny jeans because I just can’t with the oversized, wide-leg jeans anymore. Not a good look. Anyways, that’s it for now, I’ll write again soon.

Love Olive