A bunch of loosers (sic).

by marinashifrin

In the second installment of The Dear Diaries I bitch about my mom not letting me go to the mall and discuss a raunchy dream I had. I have yet to master how to properly spell “tired”.

teen diary

Dear Marina,

Eventually mom does let you go to the mall. It’s not your scene; too many people are happy. She was right not to let you go, but you never tell her. You continue going until you get your license — then it’s easier to lie about where you are.

That dream is truly “cool”. Hot guys? No way! Well, just to bring you up to speed, you go through a phase — in New York — where you date really “hot” guys. It turns out the hotter the guy, the duller the dude. Stick with the “loosers” they’re more interesting and attentive. I’m out.

Love,

Marina Shifrin

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