I’m a wuss.

September 7, 2009

My BJD wishlist is getting out of hand. I never knew there were so many companies and so many pretty dolls - and I’m actually really picky with what I put on the list! I think that entry might have to move to a page instead or something.

I’ve been totally apathetic and numb today. During the first break I thought I was gonna have a panic attack and sat down on the floor near the toilets, in case I’d have to run in there and cry/puke. Fortunately that didn’t happen, and I went on just feeling….well, nothing. The last lesson was decent, we had to think over and/or discuss some questions about a text we’ve read, and Daniel poked me on the way out of the classroom so I tagged along with “his” gang to the kitchen. Listening to Daniel talking about stuff, and arguing with Pedro especially, is always fun. For the record, this is not the same Daniel as the dude in some previous posts.

After school I was standing on the train station as usual, and the pretty guy (see previous entry) walked past me like two decimeters away and I probably scared the hell out of him by staring right in his face. It’s funny how every time I see him he seems to be even prettier than I remembered. It’s such a shame I’ll probably never even dare say hi to him. I tried to get to know some girl in his class who hangs with the same gang as him, but I think she hates me. It’s completely mutual (she’s fucking obnoxious), but still bugs me because she was like the only person I could use to get closer to that dude, because she’s the only one I have any lessons with. I’m not the kind of person who talks to random people, even if it’s a really small school, I barely even talk to my own classamtes goddamnit. Sigh. I think I’ve got the dude’s name now at least, but I’m not gonna use it before I’m sure of it.

Ramble, ramble, whine fucking whine. I wish something exciting would happen so I had something interesting to write.