I love being able to sit in silence in class watching everyone else talking. Enjoying themselves while procrastinating that math assignment which I already have done with more than needed time to spare. I love taking out my book and reading it while other people's conversations are so damn loud I can barely focus on the first word my eyes see. I love thinking about how some people are complete assholes and yet they have a more fulfilled life including friends, activities, and lack of boredom.
I love being in a class where I actually enjoyed myself but I have been told everyone is a fake-friend in there. My one place of peace and it's ruined with a stupid-ass comment that just barely slipped someone's mouth. And at the end of class, everyone scatters into the hallway, being busy with their crowds and friendships. I get to scurry away to my next class without interruptions.
I can't even imagine what it would be like to be on top of the world anymore. Those days are long gone. I had this very awesome friend, but then she moved. I also had this other friend, who's moved in my mind considering his friends are over there, and not anywhere near me... I don't even know how I would be if I had friends. What do I even do? I clearly don't have anything interesting to say unless its about myself because I barely ever care what's going on in other people's worlds. I have only a few exceptions but what does that matter? One's off doing his own thing, another is with me all the time so there's no guessing, and one's so far I can't even begin to say how much I wish he was back here.
I am Holden Caufield in the worst way.
I don't want to grow up. I'm severely scared. Nobody knows that. I'm just a well-behaved student getting almost all A's going along my highschool career silently. Nobody knows. Nobody knows. Nobody knows. Nobody knows. Nobody knows.
No one will ever know because no one cares.
I am Holden Caufield and I just want to be a kid again. I want to leave school every second of every minute of every aching hour of the day so I can be free outside where the sun light is bright. The sun light... I haven't even been in the sun for days. I can't remember the last time I was just outside. Just to be there.
Do you know how green the grass is? Or how blue the sky can get? Beautiful.
But no.
Don't say I chose to be this way. I can't have it any other way. Shall I just go up to my only acquaintance and invite myself back into his life? Rude.
I have too many prejudgements about everyone to even begin a friendship with anybody.
Girls are liars.
Girls are liars.
Girls are liars.
obviously.
Music isn't my damn best friend. It can literally kill me if it wanted to.
Do you know how many times a day I daydream about breaking my fists on the bathroom mirrors at school?
The only thing holding me back is that I like my right hand because it can do my only skill, drawing.
I don't even like to draw.
I hate it.
emi.