Wednesday, October 2, 2014
Dear Diary,
While I was eating lunch, I couldn't stop looking at him. My eyes would always wander away from my friends. Yassie was with her cousin Isadora but she calls her Ada, she says it's better sounding than Isadora since it sounds like a 50's name for a girl. Ada was a sophomore and she had a boyfriend, I don't know his name and I don't tend to ask about it. He was on the basketball team as much as I knew.
Ruby and Marie chattered away while eating, I looked at my food blandly, my stomach had barely devoured anything but I just didn't feel like eating anything. I watch the volleyball players play around, he was a good server and I envied him for that. I couldn't serve at all. I was always convinced that I could never play and I couldn't blame anyone for that. I wore glasses most of the time, except when I was at home.
I want to burst out of my hard shell for once.. but I can't. I can't do it.
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