FriendsSUNDAY
13th October 2013, 8.10 PM.
Heh, I'm not that mad with Honeybee anymore. I mean, seriously! Why do I care? Stressing about it isn't going to get me anywhere. Besides, I'm probably better off alone rather than be with friends who pretend to accept me but actually don't. See, I'll even be nice. I'll sit alone at recess this Wednesday (no school on Monday and Tuesday! Woo!) so that I won't embarrass any of my friends! I'll probably hate it but it'll be good practise for next year, anyway. If there's one thing I know about high school, is that the weirdo always gets left out. At least, in basically every book about school that I've read. I have no idea if it'll be any different in an Islamic high school.
But one thing for sure: the weird looks won't stop coming.
How ironic. My brother has about 6 best/close friends, and I've got 0 friends which I consider real, close friends, who get, understand, and actually accept me. And I'm supposed to be the social one.
Doesn't matter, anyway. I've got my books. I've got my music. I've got my family. Who needs friends, anyway?
...I do...
Hope you had a magical day, everyone.
"Life is like a rollercoaster." - Miss Dreamer
P.S. Whoa, "magical". Where'd that come from?
P.P.S. Verdammt, this is a real short entry...Sx3.Layouts |
Loading...