March 3, 2026

Okay day, I think. My morning was rough. I mean I argued with my boyfriend. Again. I'm really starting to think that he actually hates me. Or maybe he only wants me for how I look. I feel like he hates the way I actually am. Or I don't know. I'm social with everyone at school, but he gets to see a side of myself that I don't show to people. But I genuinely feel like he hates that part of me, and he only loves the part of me that I show to everyone else. And maybe I should keep everything to myself again. I don't know. Anyways, I made him mad again. I feel like I keep doing that. Maybe I am just a terrible girlfriend. I don't know. I hate myself sometimes.

Anyways, school went good. Being around people gets my mind off of stuff. I love talking to my friends. They're fun. I drew them stuff (catboy and yaoi stuff, I am ashamed). We joke, we talk, we laugh. It's great. Sage and I also chatted today. I sat with her at lunch today too. It was good. I hope I don't creep her out and she starts hating me.

In my third block, I played card games the whole time. I love card games. I had to teach the kid who sits in front of me, I'll call him Walle because his last name is similar, I had to teach him a couple games. I taught him Shampoo, Speed, and Super Speed. We played those things the entire class. It was fun.

I then taught him about Trash, and this kid won TEN TIMES IN A ROW. I DID NOT GET TO WIN A SINGLE ROUND. It was genuinely impressive. I've played trash with my friends before, but I've NEVER made it past like three rounds. But for whatever reason this kid had the BEST luck to win TEN TIMES IN A ROW.

Here's a picture.

In fourth block I finished my pasta sculpture with my group. But I'm so scared, I'm in a group with these two girls. They were dating before, but they're broken up now as of this past Sunday. And it's not really TOO awkward, but it's enough that it feels weird. I mean, I'm friends with both of them so it's not really too rough. But those two were so cute it makes me kinda sad. They were like my mother and father (or other mother I guess). But now it's a little strange since one of them is really sad and the other isn't. It's quite sad, but it's okay. I hope the sad one will be okay. I can only hope, but I worry about her.

Anyways, here's a picture of our sculpture (the big turtle) and another group's little baby turtles.

I hope tomorrow goes okay too.

-R.

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