Entry 62

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Dear Journal,

I've been spending my time reading the first entries I made in this journal.

I can't believe that I used to spell words like that, let alone be that bad in grammar. However, I don't feel like fixing them. 

After all, I need some reference to compare my current writing abilities with,

Also, I've been thinking about adding dates to these, but I don't remember on what dates I made some of my early entries. Just to stay in habit, I suppose that I won't be including dates for now.

But, I'll still think about that possibility.

On another note, it seems like my hair's getting thinner. When I was brushing it earlier, the brush had more hair in it than I remembered when I started.

I still don't know what's going on with that.

Bartholomew's been avoiding me more often lately, but I'm not surprised. It seems like he doesn't want to be disturbed. Either that, or perhaps something else.

I don't know.

Great. Now that's bothering me.

I'm smart now, so why can't I figure it out?

But then again, I guess that there is a point for some things to be difficult to solve. You need to think about it before you figure it out, so I guess that it's exercising my mind.

It's been a day since my friends came over, and I haven't stopped thinking about how they acted.

However, I still want to go out with them sometime. Perhaps they didn't realize just how smart I am now.

I'm going to find another book to read.

-R.S.

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