Chap 3:
Dear diary,
It's been a day since I lost my phone and I just realized last night that I could totally live without it. I think my father's right about me being too much online that I no longer notice the real stuff. Yesterday I saw a cat. It was real. This morning around 3 am I thought, since now that my life will be boring without my phone, what if I do something I haven't done before. I did push-ups and I have successfully done two. I then made a promise to myself to never do it again because it hurts my arms. I love my arms. I don't want them to get hurt because it hurts me as well. Anyway, last Saturday I was at South supermarket with my friends, we bought pocket books and chat about nonsense things because we're nonsense people. I still remember the moment I stepped into that store and went straight to the school supplies area where they sell school supplies. Immediately, I was magnetized by the pens neatly stacked on the counter, I was so amazed that I bought two pens. Nah. I was just kidding. I bought pens because my other pen no longer has ink. I can't right with an inkless pen that'll be pointless. I like points. I like how we put them at the end of our sentences to signify the end of a sentence. At first it looks simply like a dot but if you try to dig deeper through your mind and soul you'll realize it's a beautiful point. I like points, they're so pretty. My mother is currently screaming on top of her lungs telling me that it's bad to face a computer as soon as you wake up. I told her I was born to type on a keyboard so she should stop worrying. She stopped but not before throwing a pillow at me. She's such a kid. I don't really eat breakfast since I usually wake up at 11 am, but today I'm going to eat breakfast and drink my daily dose of coffee and then advance read the lessons that'll be discussed later. Oh, I forgot to tell you that I'm a college sophomore. And I'm in college because if I don't go to college my parents will fake my death and send me to a 5th world country. I don't even know what that is.
-x,o
