I'm mad at a friend. Girls can manipulate him easily now, and he does nothing about it. I'm a bit jealous, because he only pays attention to the people who get mad at him, it pisses me off, because I'm never mad at him so he never talks to me anymore. He has more important stuff then to talk to people like me now. And that sucks, because he's like a best friend to me. But who cares, maybe it's just my imagination. That's what they all say. That person will recognize it's self, even though he might not be able to read this article. I know I just said I didn't want to get into fights anymore, but that's not gonna happen because I won't tell him about his attitude.
I have distracting questions in my head. What's the name of the cereal that has a bear on it? Maybe that cereal doesn't even exist, maybe it was in a dream. What's the difference between a grapefruit ad a pomelo? They look alike, so I get confused. Why does the laughing cow laugh?Louise explained it to me once but I didn't understand her explanation. I sit next to Louise in class this year. It's fun. We say random things in history class. And my elbow keeps on cracking when I raise my hand. I'm gonna miss her too, I don't think I'll have a seat mate as good as her where I go. She's my baby hipo.
It is my belief that the truth is generally preferable to lies. -AD
That's all for now.
