Well I became an unofficial no-pay editor for @hachi2b and I did some crazy editing work--well, not really crazy, but I did a lot of it. I was doing that just a moment ago actually.
Besides that, I woke up this morning super tired from the hang out last night. I did so much running around, and I hardly even walk anymore, so that did a number on my leg muscles. They're super stiff now. In fact this morning I wanted to go down to my old high school and run around the track, but I had school work to get done, unfortunately.
Speaking of going to the school, I went over there again after school ended and saw a good friend of mine and my sister's, aka, the guy who I've become an editor for. He's super cool, I can't wait to hang out someday. I hope that since I'm nearly 18, I'll be able to hang out with people more often. I say that like I have a lot of people to hang out with. I really don't. To be honest it's come down to this one guy and my sister in terms of who there is to hang out with. The other guy I've become friends with I feel like wouldn't be fun really. He's one of those irresponsible dudes that just "yolos" all over the place. He's a cool guy, and I'll talk to him. I approve of open-mindedness and a love for music. I just dunno about hanging out with the guy.
Yeah, but I feel like I have a good time every time I see the other guy. He tried to hug me today and I rejected him and felt bad--but it was bc I don't like hugging my sister and if she saw us, she'd give me shit about how I hug dudes I only became friends with a week ago, but I won't hug her. I didn't want that to go down, and I didn't want our friend to be part of it if it became a legit problem. I mean, it probably wouldn't, but I'd rather stupid things not stress me out.
Despite that, I feel anxious every time I come around that school. Like, I've always been introverted and not a lover, or hardly even a liker, of people in the first place, so the fact that I've been doing online home school, away from people, crowds of them are even worse than they used to be for me. It used to be simply just disgust, but now it's that and the anxiety of wondering who the heck is gonna approach me and how. And that's ironic for someone who doesn't care about what other people think of them to get anxious about. Or is it? Those two things aren't really the same thing so perhaps not. Oh, well, whatever. Basically I'm super antisocial and am not used to groups of people anymore. The public is a noisy, annoying place. And going outside is even more of a problem in L.A. County, because of the pollution and how bad it smells here. Can't wait to go to college in Arizona. I'm confident I'll get accepted to the college I applied to there.
". . .my horse is the greatest horse because it's NOT really a HORSE AT ALL. It's more like a tortilla. On top of another tortilla. Filled with gooey cheese, and fresh salsa, too. They forgot my sour cream. . .QUESADILLA. . .QUESADILLA. . ."
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RandomThis is a journal of some sort of my everyday, or not everyday, life or whatever. I'll pretty much write whatever the heck whenever the heck I feel like. Enjoy or don't~! (--or something. Why are you reading this anyway? Go play video games, listen...
