January 22nd, 2020
Dear future me,
Alright, it's really late so I'm gonna make this quick. Today sucked.
Immediately when I woke up, Minho was awake putting something into a bundle (he does that sometimes please don't ask, well I guess you can't. . .whatever). By the time I got out of bed he had started talking to me and asking about what I liked to do in my free time, the deja vu was a little annoying but I also didn't want to be rude so I told him I liked baseball. He said that was cool and asked if I wanted to go play, which was a little weird because he didn't seem like the type of kid to play baseball. But when I said no he seemed a little sad. I didn't know what to say so I just went to the bathroom and he went back to his bundle.
But get this, when I went to the bathroom, there was a bunch of nail polish siting on the counter! I was really confused so I went back out and asked him what they were doing there, and then he said, "I needed somewhere to put them, why? Do you like them?".
Before he could he even do that stupid blinky thing he does I yelled no. I didn't mean to be so loud but I still meant it. I mean, what kind of boy asks another boy if he likes nail polish?
I guess Minho was a little startled, since he stoped talking and just kind of looked at me for a second. I felt kind of bad for yelling and started to apologize, but then he started LAUGHING at me!! I tried to give him my best 'Are you serious' face, but then he just smiled his dumb big smile and said "Your weird". . .WHAT?!? I'M WEIRD??!!!
I was so angry, I went strait back to the bathroom and closed the door. I can't believe he thinks I'm weird, ME! If anyone's weird its totally him! I mean, he has nail polish for crying out loud!
Anyway, I- never mind, dinners ready.
Talk to you later,
- Kim Seungmin.
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