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Lou Brown's Worry Diary.
Mum and Dad both out of work. Money tight and packed lunches getting v. bland.
Have lost BFF to Prom Committee. Cue endless bunting chat. DO...NOT...CARE.
Boyfriend has joined Debating Club - lots of super-clever girls drinking coffee and arguing*
Sister in modelling competition. Yay! But seems miserable. Why?
New second best friend has dragged me it criminally uncool hobby. TELL NO ONE OF THIS.
Caught Dad dancing alone in shed. No brain space left to worry about this. Just let him dance.
Anyway, bad luck can't last for ever...CAN it?
*Stomach cramps and confrontation? OPPOSITE OF FUN.