9/18/13

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Dear Diary,

I am actually becoming friends with Z again. Maybe it's because we told each other who we liked even though we haven't talked in a while and know we still trust each other. Maybe it's because I stopped talking to Tina. I used to wish they were still friends when I was friends with Tina, but now I get why that would've been disastrous. They became total opposites over that time. I guess my morning talks with Z last year didn't let me see that, or maybe it's because I only looked for the good in Tina and never saw how far from that she really is. Maybe I'm just becoming friends with Z again because she needs someone to talk to in choir.

Speaking of choir, it was just my luck that  I got put in his group. I had formed one of the best groups. I had some good singers in there, as well as some friends, but because she couldn't come on Monday, Angela wasn't in our group, luckily Mr. H let me switch to the group she was in. Unfortunately, that group was his. It was kind of awkward having him and them around. Usually I try not to talk to them, and then for him, I rarely talk to him at school. I'm just glad Angela knows I talk to him and tried to make it less awkward. In the end we got along quite well, I think. Emily, that annoying wanna-be, was put in the group. She wasn't even paying attention so I didn't both asking for her opinion. Now that I think about it, that sounds kinda mean.

Anyways, they tried to find out who I like again. Most of the guesses were Brian, again. All I did was give him a piece of pizza, I asked for a pack of candy in return, so it doesn't really seem like that big of a deal to me. Then it was apparently my old crush because I was talking to him in geometry and stuff. I didn't like how they thought it was my old crush, so I said it was Brian. The bad thing was he was there. Not Brian, but him. He sits in my table and he heard. I could've sworn he turned to where Brian was sitting and glared. It may have just been my imagination, but yeah.

Once again I'm over-thinking, or maybe it's because I'm in a skype call with him and can't focus on writing this.

~J

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