26 Feb 2016
Dear diary,
Two months and it's not enough to erase all the memories from my old school. Everything still reminds me of my old school. I even wonder why I'm not using the other uniform. I tell my friends on LINE that this uniform I use for my new school does not belong in my house. I never accepted it at all. I hate it.
My friends in this school are fine. It's just that I'm so quiet around them. I'm afraid I won't be able to know how I use to act around my friends because of this. I'm lacking in conversations. I don't know how to be like them. I turn conversations into awkward silences. It gives me pressure, I don't know how to handle it. So whenever I leave school, I get the best feeling ever.
And when I visit my old school to pick up my youngest sister who still schools there, I get to see my friends. I get to talk to them. See their faces and hear their voices and I feel like myself again. I want to stay longer but I can't. They have classes and I have to go home so I depend on the LINE group conversation to stay in contact with them. I miss them. So very much it hurts. I even have flashbacks when I'm in school. I feel like crying at that time. But I don't because I feel like that's weird.
The people here are weird. They don't take things in a joking manner. Only some do. And those are the ones I hang out with. The ones I call my friends when, really, they're just people who I can never fit in with.
Love,
Mandu
(Baek Dohui)
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