It feels as honest as the day is crummy that i begin this tale of total desperation and woe with me , my pukey sister , Georgia , and Leonardo the silent sitting like rotting sardines in the back of a Hills Village Police Department cruiser .
Now , theres a pathetic family portrait you dont want to be a part of , believe me . More on the unfortunate  Village Police incident later  . I need to work myself up to tell you that disaster story .
So anyway , ta-da , here it is , book fans and all of you in need of AR points at school , the true autobio of my life so far . The dreaded middle school years . If you're  not in middle school yet , you'll understand soon enough .
But lets face it : Understanding me - I mean , really understanding me and my nutty life - isn't so easy . That's why its so hard for me to find people i can trust .