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I thought about Johannes a lot a few weeks ago. You know, the boy that sexually harassed me? Also, a mutual of yours? Someone I used to love? LOL.
Anyway, I thought of him. I wondered how he was doing and, believe it or not, my thoughts have some kind of manifesting powers, I believe. They sort of jinx me really badly.
So imagine my surprise as I walk in the hallway the same day and I see a face I've looked at thousands of times to admire. Johannes was taller now, and he was cuter. His eyes are still pretty and blue, and his posture still has me in awe like before.
He had transferred here for his second year. God, that wasn't something I ever expected. But then again, it makes sense. He always has a thing for crawling around me whenever I think I'm done with him. My curse, I suppose.
We got eye contact and his eyes widened. Like, he was surprised to see me. I was equally as surprised as him. And I guess he took in my look, because he was definitely NOT used to seeing me with a hijab, but you know what? Like that time when I saw him at the bus station a year ago, when I turned around to hide, this time I didn't. I stood headstrong and I didn't care.
Like it should be.
Anyhow, I can't believe I have to deal with the rest of my high school days with him around, but I also sort of don't care so much. He's not important to me anymore.
I'm doing well right now! School's kicking my butt and chemistry feels like someone is waterboarding me, but I'm pulling through!
I'm doing good!
Yours truly.
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