Hey, so I'm really bored and tired so I'm writing a diary entry.
In this chapter I just want to complain about how none of my friends know who the Beatles are and if they do, they don't really want to talk about it.
Even if it's not the Beatles, like other stuff they just don't know what the heck I'm talking about. I give them this look;
But I guess that's not there faults. We were born in a generation where we're suppose to like rap and dress in crop tops and shorts. But I don't like doing that.
My friends know I like old stuff and they don't judge me for it, I don't think. I mean they probably do but that's there own problem. And I'm so upset how when I go back to school, there's not going to be any new kids in my class which means I don't have a chance of someone liking the Beatles.
I guess I can talk with the teachers about it but I can't talk to them every moment of the day so that sucks. I'm thinking off getting them hooked on the Beatles and older stuff. Maybe it will work or not, I don't know.
Anyways, let's appreciate how amazing these two look.
He looks so happy!
I love his little dance he does!
Complain about something in the comments as long as it's appropriate.
Have a lovely day and let's see what the hell happens next in life!
-R
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Dreaming With The Beatles
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