Oh, I know you weren't expecting me to come back so soon.
But now I am back, and YES, I'm much calmer. Only with more problems.
So, I've been dealing with some personal issues and confusions and all the other stuff a teenage girl would encounter, lately. As a result, I'm not in good shape these days. AT ALL.
But there's this thing I've been wondering about, and it's not that personal. While I was fighting this huge depression (not really; but whateves), almost everyone I met started to do things that were really sweet...... Including people I don't even know. It just feel...... weird.
SINCE WHEN ALL THE PEOPLE HERE STARTED TO BE SO NICE??
My name is Lizzie Ravalz, and I AM NOT A DYING PATIENT!
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Well okay, I might be a little bit dramatic about this. Only a little. I mean I wasn't begging for pitiful looks from anyone, but I really have to say that long enough had I ever gotten such attention from others. I can barely recall the last time someone actually made a way for me to walk through without me asking.
Yeah, I am not even exaggerating.
But seriously, I'm not sure if I should be happy about it. Not that I don't want a little bit of kindness or I'm unwilling to take it (though I'm really not a particularly nice person, LOL), it's because they show that angelic side of theirs by putting up a sympathetic look on their faces, and let me tell you, it doesn't feel comfortable. It literally feels like you're about to die, and they came to give you flowers and pray beside your bed or something.
What. Is. Happening. To. My. LIFE??! WHAT THE HECKKKK???
The theory I've made up is that I probably was just getting my "tired face" on, and they all thought I was going to commit suicide like any minute now. I'm not making fun of this thing. I'm just very confused. Should I be grateful for that?
Eh, not quite sure.
You know, I used to think frowning isn't abnormal and not smiling is a part of human nature when they don't feel any emotions (like I totally do- I frown when I'm thinking, and I'm always thinking.) but WELL. I'm in doubt now. God only knows that I'm just being anxious about that interview-
OH GOD. THE INTERVIEW. IT TOTALY GOT MY NERVES ON.
I mean it was SO intense...... I stared right into that teacher's face until she finally looked away, JUST AS SHE WISHED. Now I think I did well enough.....
Oh, wait. You guys don't even know about the interview.
Right, that means you'll have to keep up with the next part of my diary to get more details! I hope I will see you soon. Schoolwork's getting overwhelming these days. Keep reading, folks! #nailedit
- Lizzie
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Lizzie Ravalz Diaries
Non-FictionWarning: you have entered a mysterious not-so-private space full of terrors. My name's Lizzie, and my high school life is probably just as horrible as yours. Living and studying in a place like my country, though it's fairly impossible, the situatio...
