26 August'2018 Tuesday
Dear you,
Today was just a regular Monday. I don't really know why people despise Mondays. While others at school complain about the day, I quietly dig into my book "to kill a Mocking Bird", and let my imagination run wild.
Let's get this clear, I don't have social skills. This is why I don't write about others because there is no one to write about. I was friends with J (don't want to reveal his real name), since Kindergarten. But recently he came out of the closet and I plan on keeping my distance. I didn't have a problem with him being gay, but I assuredly knew he had a crush on me. Assuming by the roses he used to give me daily and by asking me,' are you sure you're not gay?'.
So, basically you're peaking in college through the eyes of a boy who has his thoughts to hang around with because he hates making friends. I believe the conversations can get so boring at times that you dread being there.
Anyways, something actually happened at lunch! A girl started yelling at a boy, supposedly her boyfriend? I don't really know why and I am not keen on knowing . I wonder how embarrassed the boy might have been. This is why I hate mankind because they are unable to control their emotions. But I don't really mind relationships even though my mom left my dad nineteen years ago.
YOU ARE READING
Dear you,
Teen FictionSTOP! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! DONT COME AFTER ME BECAUSE I WARNED YOU. BUT IF YOU IGNORE THIS AND PRESS 'READ' THEN MY FRIEND... GOOD LUCK. I would like to share journals of two teens who can't figure out the bond between them. The teens are complete...
