9.23.2004

Is it possible the I can relax and shy away from boys until I´m over culture shock?! A boy in my class texted his girlfriend with my cell phone (Yes, I have a cell phone) and it hurt when she reponded because she responded to me. It sucked to see all this 'I love you' shit addressed to someone other than me.

I know that by doing this I´m only setting myself up for more heartbreak, and god knows it´s the lat thing I need right now. If I knew a way to stop I would. Kinda like cutting.

I hate this. I hate sitting in class, doing nothing, and leaving the world up to my imagination. I have an over-active imagination as is, but when you add another language I think they´re talking about me.

A kid in the corner of the class was making noises. Like there´s this one noise my Dad will make when he´s tired, it´s like smacking his lips, and the kid was making that noise. I looked down at my desk smiling, but inside my head, I was crying, and I could hear myself say "Papiiiiii...!". I can´t believe how much I miss my Dad. I blinked rapidly, but I didn´t care anymore. So I put the hood up on my coat and cried. It upsets me a lot that he´s....just not here. I never thought I´d miss my Dad like this.

I need a hug. I need to take my contacts out. I need to go up to my room and cry. So I´m signing out and doing just that.


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