Lonely

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I tell a lot of funny jokes. The problem is, however, no one gets them. For example, today in Social Studies we had to write the date, but it didn't have to be the actual date. I said, "You should write 13/32 and it will be like an alternate universe." I literally died, but no one else laughed. They just sat there like, "No."

Another thing is, a lot of funny things happen to me. The thing is, I can never remember them to tell other people. So, the moral of the story is this: it doesn't matter if you're funny or not. Funny things happen all the time. You just have to remember them.

You know you're lonely when you laugh at your own jokes and no one else does.

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