"😴 I'm going to regret this.
I'm really sorry if I made things awkward at all by telling you how I feel about you and I just want you to know that I don't want things between us to be awkward. Ever. So, I'm sorry if I did make things awkward in any way. (I'm starting to regret typing this and second guess myself so I'm gonna try and keep this quick)
So, you know how I feel about you and I get that us isn't a thing and I understand that that won't ever happen, I just felt like I needed to apologize. I'm so sorry, Eliza. ease please🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 I'm so so so so so so SO sorry"
Serenity sent this to me yesterday. I honestly don't know if I want a relationship with her, or just a relationship in general. I mean I haven't actually had a real relationship with anybody yet. The rest were just slight interests. I like Serenity, I used to really like Jim, and I just don't know my feelings whatsoever. And honestly I hate it so much. I hate being at conflict with myself, but then again I'm never not.
Well, at school life skills has gotta be my favorite class, minus the people in it. The teachers tells a crap ton of stories so that takes up a lot of time and then at the end of it all we get to cook. It's great. But the group I'm in for the different kitchens is stupid. They're all boys who screw around constantly and don't listen. All the other girl would probably die to be in the group with them because they're cute, but all I see is they're small IQ's. I know it's not right but I do.
I made a Popsicle stick house. I guess that proves that I'm even more lame than possible. It's really kool though. I painted it yellow and grey and made a couch, fridge, and a counter.
Sorry for the shorter entry and not making that many.
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Eliza's Open Diary
SachbücherThis'll be my diary that people can comment on. I will be using pseudonyms for all names including my own. I hope u enjoy my lame life because currently I'm not.
