Stuck.

no.3

1989
March 3rd
6:49 am

So I went to sleep an hour ago. And it kinda sucks not gonna lie because I need to get ready for school in 3 hours and I can't sleep so I'm just sitting here reading. Well not now. I'm writing this. But last night I've been thinking of getting a part time job, I would get a full time job but I still go to college so that wouldn't really work out. I'm not sure where I want to work though, just somewhere with enough money for me to pay my bills when I move out. I know I know I'm a crazy responsible adult.

I'm kidding.

Today it looks like it's gonna be sunny all day. I genuinely love sunny days but something about it being cloudy and rainy, it just gives a cozy feel. It makes you want to stay in your room and bundle up with a big blanket while drinking I don't know, coffee?

1989
March 3rd
8:32 am

Before I leave, I check for some nice outfits online that I could copy. I ended up wearing this one hoodie which is beige and wore a random brown and black flannel over it with some black pants. I think I look pretty swag today.
The reason I'm suddenly caring about how I dress because like right after I went to sleep on Saturday, Holden finally snapped and he
bro he snapped
Paragraphs upon paragraphs on how I suck at dressing myself and how it's been driving him crazy and just a bunch of fashion tips and such. Then when he woke up he was kinda scared of himself and apologized to me and I realized maybe I really should care about how I dress. So here I am actually fixing my hair and not going to school with bed hair. I look at a tutorial on styling my hair and then boom, I'm late. So instead of staying to finish my hair
bro I just run outta there. To be honest, the hair doesn't look too bad despite the fact that it's half done.
Pedaling as hard as I can on my bike, I imagine myself looking really attractive because of the way my hair is moving and stuff
but I'm sweating which really sucks because then I'm gonna be stanky all day.
good thing I still have that air freshener from high school.
Once I get there I run to class and everyone's eyes are on me. Even when I'm on my way to quietly sit down, their eyes follow.
I'm not that late am I? I ask myself but I don't dare to check my phone for the time because 👀 the professor is scary. her eyes are probably glaring at me right now. 👀💧
after another few minutes, the lesson continues.

1989
March 3rd
9:35 am

The lesson just finished and now I'm on my way to find Holden. And there he is right now. Surrounded by girls and even some boys. I don't know why, but he's super popular for no reason but instead of just standing there like 🧍‍♂️ I grab him by the back of his shirt and drag him far away from them. They don't follow, they just give nasty looks at me. While walking Holden stops. I turn around to see Holden's face, he isn't exactly mad but he doesn't look to happy either.
"Hey what was that for?" Holden asks.
"Getting you out of there? I thought you hated being surrounded," I say, confused. He doesn't say anything so I just continue to talk "I also needed to ask you something but if you're busy, it's okay, you can go," I say, while trying to sound as nice as I can because Holden isn't the nicest when he's seriously mad.
A while ago, I remember he got mad at me because I was late to a really big presentation during school which also really affected his grade too. Not because I was late but more because he doesn't do very well with presenting and me being there would make him feel less nervous. And that day I got the biggest yelling I heard from him and I remember exactly how his face was. He was near tears and I think the more he talked to me, the closer he was to snapping and just crying it all out. I think we're both pretty sensitive guys but he's more likely to cry for a while because he got called on randomly in class or, well, presenting in front of the class and feeling embarrassed. But yeah, he's pretty scary when he's mad, and I don't need that stress.
Holden just sighs and shakes his head, "it's fine, whatever, what were you gonna ask?" he asks.
HE SEEMS PRETTY MAD I DONT KNOW I DONT KNOW
"Oh well... I was just gonna ask if you have had any jobs that pay well? I know you've worked at like what, 50 different places," I ask.
"Huh... so you're done being broke?" you can't just say that but go off ig " I think there's a place near here that pays 20 bucks per hour, not too bad and after school you can just cycle right there, it's pretty convenient," he explains after calming down a bit.
"Oh that's cool thanks! but,,,

what's the place🧍‍♂️," I ask.
"Oh. Right. It's like a really nice restaurant, I forgot what it's called but I'm pretty sure you'll know it when you see it, I can find the name after school and just send it to you,"
"okay thanks, see ya 🚶‍♂️" I say and then I just leave. He's probably cheering behind me. He's probably cheering with his girlfriends and boyfriends they're probably throwing a party right now. I sigh and turn around, turns out he hasn't even gotten back to the group, he's barely even close, did I really drag him that far? 👀👀💧

1989
March 3rd
11:34 am

After school I decided to look around for the place myself and it's surprisingly closer than I thought, and the place is beautiful. The restaurant looks pretty fancy inside but the view looks like it came straight from a movie. It's kinda intimidating. While staring at the view, I end up falling off my bike and I roll onto the grass.

My back is against the grass and I'm just staring at the sky. It's kinda peaceful in a way.

Till an entire colony of ants begin crawling up my shirt and I have to jump up and shake them all off while parents walking by had to cover their kids' eyes because they thought I was crazy. Just an everyday thing 💔
I'm soon startled by an employee that's working at the restaurant I so happen to be applying to.
I'm in trouble I must admit 😃
But it takes me a bit to actually realize he's there so I'm just still dancing the ants off of me.
"hey are you like

okay?" the employee asks. He genuinely looks concerned and it makes me feel a bit of comfort for a second
then I realized I randomly started shaking and wiggling both my arms and legs in a public area where lots of people can see me.
"oh, yeah, ants ykno," I say trying to be relatable.
He looks at me with even more concern on his face. The employee looks right at my knees which you can kinda catch a glimpse of since the jeans I'm wearing are ripped. But he looks like he's about to puke. I look down at my knees and they're all scratched up and bloody.
I LITERALLY FELL OFF A BIKE??? I DIDNT FALL OFF A CLIFF WHY IS MY BODY SO DRAMATIC
I see what's happening.
He hates blood. Can't even look at it.
So right after falling off a bike and trying to get a load of ants off of me, I need to take care of a passed out employee who works at the restaurant I'm applying for.