Diary entry 1

Dear Diary,
Oh my gosh, it's suit day at school tomorrow because year 11 have left school. I haven't got a proper suit to wear. So I scraped together a few old pennies and bought a bow tie from the charity shop. It smells of old people but nobody will notice. Its cream with a bit of ketchup marks on it, but it just looks like it's part of the pattern. I have to wear this denim shirt that I wear Everyday, everywhere. Its got white buttons on it. Its supposed to be formal wear but this top is casual. So is the trousers I'm going to wear. I'm going to wear my cheap, creased, chino's. I'm going to look the best to be fair and if anyone laughs at me, i'll shove my bow tie down their throat. Fucking bitches always wanting to be me. bye diary.