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The year I was cool September 1990 (Age 11) DEAR DIARY, Tomorrow is the first day of 6th grade!! I am so nervous. I don 't know what to wear but I feel like every year on the first day of school I blow it. I really don 't want to get lost. That is the number one thing I am afraid of. Number two is not having any friends in my lunch. UPDATE I had two really good friends in 5th grade (Tiffany Solomon and Alexis Grucela) but I wanted to hang out with the cool kids in 6th grade so I pretended Tiffany and Alexis didn't exist. The way you break up with friends on the first day of Junior High is: you don 't sit with them at lunch, which is what I did. I walked right by them and we never spoke again. I don 't feel bad about it. Not even today, 17 years later. It 's a rite of passage, like in "Freaks and Geeks " or "My So Called Life. " The next ten years went: popular and cool, then persona non grata, then slut, then punk rock chick, then raver, then heroin addict, then clean, then writing this book... But I 'm getting ahead of myself. I was popular and cool for most of 6th grade and I didn 't write in my diary very much until April 18th, 1991 when, overnight, I basically turned into Dawn Weiner from "Welcome to the Dollhouse. "