I Will Never Forget Him

Not Thought About, But Not Forgotten

Towards the end of seventh grade, I got to know a boy. Let's just call him R. Now unlike heart-breaker over her, R actually talked to me and showed some type of affection. I believed, at the time, that he liked me before I had a chance to like him. Just to show you how much this impacted my life, I'll write down some more wonderful diary entries.

Diary Entry #1

June 5, 2011  9:11pm

"Dear Diary,

I wish people knew who I really was. My new fling is R but I think he likes me too. One day in gym class he came to give me a hug and I let him hug me! Well I don't really like talking anymore. Bye

                                                                                       In Love,

                                                                                              Jessica."

Well, I clearly didn't learn my lesson from the first time I was "in love", but as my school year came to an end, things began to progress, like a lot.

Diary Entry #2

June 7, 2011 8:46pm

"Dear Diary,

       Today in gym class R put his arm around me for the first time and after when his team was sitting down I heard my name a lot and this girl said. 'R likes Jessica.' So I don't know what to do I hope he likes me.

                                                                                          Nervous,

                                                                                                   Jessica"

I must've thought that there would have been another time where R were to put his arm around me. Well, there wasn't. There was another point in my life where I thought he liked me, in high school. He dove right into those DM's and tried his hardest to hook me with some bait. But he turned into what we call a fuck boy, so I kicked him to the curb. Anyway, my next entry had me really confused at this time in my life and later towards the ending of this book you will see an entry sort of like this one.

Diary Entry #3

June 9, 2011 7:57

"Dear Diary.

     Well today R said I love you to all the girls but he said it to me first.  But the way he said it. You know no ones ever made me laugh the way he does. I can't believe I'm saying this but "I love you too R."

                                                                                        Madly in Love,

                                                                                                 Jessica"

This was a waste of ink. Waste of thought. Waste of my brain power. I was foolish to believe that someone could actually love me, the fat nerd girl with glasses. Looking at all these diary entries, I realize I was a complete idiot. I was just living a sweet lie. I went on thinking that both these guys could have possibly liked me. I'd kept all this to myself, of course, until I met my bitch. We're no longer friends today but she was still one funny son of a bitch. This ladies and gentlemen is where the laughs come in. In eigth grade, I met the batman to my robin and we caused so much shit. Though she turned out to be the biggest bitch ever, she did help me through this love triangle.