8th of February 2021
Another boring Monday has gone by so slowly, but it wasn't quiet. It's never quiet. It would be if I was dead.
Of course, I hung with my friends today but today Ophelia wasn't here, which isn't that unusual, but it does concern me. Ophelia is a nice girl but she's a bit too nice to some people.
Palette and Nick had decided to scare me this morning when I arrived at school, they hid beside the bathroom block and jumped in front and behind me when I walked by. I love them so much, but they suck.
When I was checking out the group of boys in our area, I noticed a slim brunette one, who looked confused on what was going on. Hopefully I'll get a chance to talk to him on Tuesday, he seems...interesting. Well, that's mostly it for now and my brothers want me for something, so I'll try and write tomorrow. See ya.
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'Story of my Life'
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