#21

yap, that day was a 'little bit' bad. i met an old friend today, and she told me a lots of things. maybe i didn't have to do what i did. things what the other old 'friends' say about me. kind of bullshit. they lie about me, and that's... i'd say that i don't care, but that's not really true.
 one part of me cares about that shit. and the other part doesn't. the last one doesn't care, it feels it's an trap and it doesn't care about that people, it thinks they are fake friends. should i stop thinking about it? definitely. this is bullshit. but...

and that's it. i can't trust anyone? but i have to talk about my stupid things to someone! i must find the right person, or people. luckily they don't go to the same school, and i don't have to be their friend anymore. that's a happy thing about going to high school. you meet new people who don't care your old stuffs. i'm happy for that. a new classmate told me after i told him what happend today: 'ignore them, now we are your family. not them.' he was totally right.
 i don't care anymore their bullshit, or what they say about me. their problem. i'm gonna live my life without them.