Me Being Serious

Poland

I'm in Poland for a vacation with my dad. I've been to Poland once before and I had many fond memories. But that was before I had depression beyond depression(I hope someone gets that). I remember my now dead grandpa, his little pudgy doggo, this amazing hotel, my dad's cousins, and some friends of my dad. The most  prominent of which has three kids, a young hyperactive boy, an older version of that boy, and this one girl I used to have a crush on. It was super gay because she pet me at the middle of the night.

But now in Poland, of course my grandpa isn't here, his dog is dead (I think), that hyperactive kid became gay, his brother became a dick, and the girl stayed the same but I think she has a boyfriend, I'm not sure. She's still gay towards me and asked me my age and she said "it's only a few years difference". But my dad's cousin's kids are cool. It's two older guys and I hung out with them for a while. They play a lot of sports so I'm sore af. I played soccer yesterday with a bunch of older kids and I kept up with them. It was funner than just playing soccer with one other person or just yourself like I always do.

And I'm getting another dog yay. A little puppy is what my dad said. I hope my other dog doesn't eat him tho.

And I haven't been able to talk to anyone of my friends so I'm a little depressed sack of shit right now. And another thing I remember from last time, that girl I mensioned earlier she grabbed me by the hand and dragged me into her room. Thas gay. And a friend of hers came over while I was at their house and her friend asked "who is this boy" in polish. "That girl who I mentioned earlier" then grabbed my by the waist, pulled me closer to her, and said "On jest moi chłopak" in English that means "he is my boyfriend". Her friend looked me up and down and said "where do you find such fine boys?". I'm basically dead at how gay this is. Her friend then left and I just sat down after "that girl who I mentioned earlier" dragged me onto the seat next to her. It was so fucking gay. I didn't even say anything, I just stood there.

One more thing before I end this chapter. A little note about polish people from my experience: blonde boys are assholes and are athletes most of the time. Black haired boys are nicer and aren't as athletic and would rather be inside than outside but still enjoy working manually (weird I know). Brown haired boys are a mix between the two and depending on how bright or dark the hair is they lean towards one side. I'm a darker brown but it sometimes looks brighter. I don't know why that's relevant. Blonde girls usually look the best, and overall are amazing people but are sometimes bratty and demanding. Black haired girls you don't see often but are usually snotty and not the most kind or best looking. Brunette girls are like blonde girls but without having horrible personalities. Sometimes the brunette and blonde girls are interchangeable. I'm kinda generalizing here because I don't want to go into extreme detail but there you go.

I will make more chapters about Poland eventually because I honestly like Poland more than my where my family is, not saying I'd rather be in Poland. I just feel like Poland is a better place. I'd still like to go back to my girlfriend, friends, bed, food, etc. I just enjoy being in Poland.