Yeah, so I forgot to put something in yesterday's entry that I wanted to say. It doesn't really matter now anyway, so I won't even bother saying it. If I had said it yesterday, then I would have felt good. But today it doesn't matter. No, no, not today.
I feel...well, let down I guess. I was at my locker today before lunch, and I was just getting books, etc. etc., and I was just listening to what the people around me were saying, being nosy. This girl Kim from my homeroom was getting stuff out of her locker, and she asked Michael who he is going to take with him to the prom. At this point my ears were stretched out of my head listening. He told her that he had someone in mind, and when she asked him to tell her, he wouldn't. This overheard exchange of conversation is very frustrating to me. I am contemplating two things. Number one, the girl musn't be me, because if he already had someone in his mind, I'm almost sure it wouldn't be me. This makes me sad. Maybe not even sad, but just disappointed. Number two, it could be me because he didn't say who it was, possibly because I was standing at the locker right next to him and he didn't want me to know. I am just so confused. I mean, it' s not as if I am in love with him or anything, because I'm not. It would be stupid to even say that. But I don't know what I feel, and I'm so confused. I think I don't have a reason to be upset about it, but yet I still am. This jealousy, this possession, don't ask me where it came from. I feel as if I am being ignored by him, and I don't know why.
In calligraphy, this girl came and sat next to me. She's so funny. She doesn't speak English, well, just a little, but she speaks Portuguese. She was looking at the little rabbit on my bag, saying that it was really cute. Then she showed it to some other kid as well. The bunny actually has a name, and his name is Bunny Hop Hop. It's kind of this inside joke that I had from C Programming class last year. Well, she asked me if it had a name, and i just said no because I didn't want to confuse her. Her name is Pollyanna, which is a pretty cool name, I think. I don't really consider it to be Brazilian, but hey, if that's what you like, be my guest.
I'm sorry, I'm just in a really down mood tonight. Nothing can really make me happy. Maybe tomorrow, eh.
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