[WorldWarCheese]

The problem is that people who don't understand me think I'm perfect and a "goody-two-shoes." Maybe I am a "goody-two-shoes," I'm not exactly sure because I don't precisely know what a "goody-two-shoes" is in their eyes

You said "goody-two-shoes" a lot and it made it a little awkward to read. Messed the flow a little bit.

I just read "Bronx Masquerade" which was really good. I wish my school (check that: my OLD school) did what they did in the book. That would be really cool and I think, like in the book, people would get to know each other a lot more.

Okay, wait what? What just happened? Weren't we just talking about your friends and jealousy? I have never read that book and now I'm confused as all fuck.

I didn't know Courtney could be so nice sometimes

Who's she? What's her relation to the narrator?

Except me.

Now I know it too. And Knowledge is Power!

Anyhoo, that was a quickie, not bad but not really anything more than a quick journal entry about how the world never "gets" you. Why not write a story about a character similar to this one but flesh it out, make it a little more reader friendly.

I can tell this was an act of self-therapy, which is fine, but if you want people to read your stuff you gotta make it interesting and compelling. Flesh out the characters, who's the girl? Who's the best friend? Cite specific events in the life that exemplify what you're trying to say.

It wasn't bad, but it also wasn't geared to be read.

Oh, and about the "World Getting Who Is WorldWarCheese" thing that the rest are all chit-chatting about: I'm pretty disinterested, but I never pass up a chance to voice opinions:
None of you know me. I am currently an entity called "Cheese" with a weed-smoking chipmunk for a face. For all you know I could be a sixty year old woman who is bedridden and thus stays up-to-date via a television and a morphine drip. So I may post personal matters here that I would not tell someone I am REALLY (as in IRL) close to because you can't hurt me, touch me, or affect me in any significant manner emotionally.

My friends in the real world know who I am because I can't be anyone else but me when I am standing in front of you. I may act one way or another but I am who I am and that affects the manner in which I do things, say things, or react to certain situations.

That's why psychologists are popular. You basically pay for an online session because you can say whatever you want because in the end this "Doc" is little more than hired help who never slept in your room, ate your food, kicked your ass or dealt with you in any capacity on a day to day business.

I have two solutions if this is an actual "cry for help" writing:
Therapy or write more (but for the love of Shiva, write in a compelling manner, even if it is nonfiction)