6/4/09

WHY do I have to be such a shrimpy little thing? I mean, I’m about to start high school and the high school guys at the lake look at me and smile like they’re about to pat me on the head! If only I could gain a couple of inches and at least one cup size, I’d be happy….really, God, I would. I’ve been told by an authority (okay, Sophie) that I look about 12. I KNOW, YOU DON’T HAVE TO REMIND ME! It’s so frustrating to look so young. And of course, Mom’s no help. “You’ll appreciate looking younger when you get to be my age,” she says. Like I really care about what I’m going to feel like at the age of 38.

Mom told me today that I looked a little taller and I got my hopes up, I did. Then she measured me on our “growing wall” in the kitchen, and I am now exactly FIVE FEET TALL. BIG WUP. I mean, I know I’m almost done. I asked her if the girls in the family grow much in high school and she just smiled that sympathetic smile and said that she’s sure I’ll grow a little more. Yeah, uh huh. I grabbed her arm, and before she could mask her thoughts by listing menu ingredients, I caught it…she’s not holding out much hope for me getting any bigger. She gave me that you-shouldn’t-be-reading-me frown, but I don’t care. I wanted some honesty.

Well, all I can say is, I’d better be getting some Bazooooms soon. Where are those Bodacious Beauties that I read about on the pop-up ads on the Net? Hmmm? A-cup…….barely. If my body doesn’t get busy soon, Gray is totally going to lose interest once school starts and he’s around all those DEVELOPED girls. Nobody knows this but Sophie and Mom, but I haven’t even started…….you know……yet. No wonder I still feel like a little girl. My body doesn’t want to become a WOMAN…….ugh!

And no email from Gray yet, but it’s only been one day. 95 degrees today……I repeat, UGH!