(from the notepad) March 11, 1998

I'm nothing more than a stupid bimbo.
I don't know how or when it happened,
But it did.
That's why most of my friends are guys.
They only keep me around
To laugh at, look at, and hit on.
Almost everything I say is pointless
At least to them.
And the stuff that isn't,
Isn't heard.
They are so used to laughing at me
And ignoring me
That they don't take anything about me
Seriously.
But I can't blame themI'm an attention-grabber
Who just acts dumb.
So I guess I should be content
That I even have friends at all.
Even if they aren't interested in my
Thoughts or feelings.
At least they're interested in something
Enough to keep me around.