My Life as a Teenage Melodrama

I've decided to give up my story with no story line. I missed yesterday's writing and have fallen too far behind (yes even at this point). There wasn't any love in it, I wasn't psyched. I have to be psyched to write something I want to continue. I guess I didn't care and that's why I'm giving up so quickly. Plus the story was going nowhere.
On the upside I'm going to (probably, most likely) start planning my second novella type story, My Life as a Teenage Melodrama. This is merely the working title, and I don't read teen fiction so I don't know if there are any other books with the same title, though the story line will probably be somewhat the same as many teen fiction books. Hey, I've been taught to write what I know (though I don't always, especially with the second short story I wrote called Distorted, which was about a girl who killed her family and ended up in a mental hospital) and all I know, all I've experienced these 17 years and 11 months and 8 days is adolescence. What I can remember has taken place in my teenage years and as lame as it is, some of the things that have happened to me (mixed with my own imagination and the things I would want to say in situations I didn't say them in) could make for a mildly interesting story.

So anyways, the brief synopsis:
R (don't have any name yet, but the letter represents the name of the person I'm modeling the character after) and C have a friendship break up with K and the whole bitchy world of teenage girl revenge takes place. I hope it'll be more interesting than it sounds, but I am kind of psyched about this story. I couldn't sleep last night because I was thinking of things to write. Heh heh heh. I'll do that tonight or this weekend or something.