if i didnt repeat kindergarten, then i wouldve been in 7th grade. and i think a lot of things would be different. a lot different. the 7th graders at my school are sort of weird. im friends a lot of 7th and 8th graders. but the rest, i dispise. they love to look down on 6th graders. especially 7th graders, they act as if they werent 6th graders a few months ago. my favorite 7th graders are vicky and destiny. theyre the actual cool 7th graders. im pretty close with them. well actually, the only reason why i talk to vicky is cause me and his brother are best besties. unfortunately her brother graduated last year, i still talk to him though. its so fun.
last friday i decided that i love this one 7th grader. ive never exchanged words with him. and he might not know of my existence, just maybe, we’ve made awkward eye contact before. but ive created a master plan to get him to normalize speaking to me. his best friend, gavin, lives in my neighborhood. and we’re cool friends. so on monday ill talk to him. this isnt using, cause i also just wanna talk to gavin again, hes funny and i want more people to wave to in the hallways. but some things ive been constantly worrying about. one, will a 7th grader be embarrassed talking to some asian weird 6th grader? two, i think im too scared for this. three, worst of all… i cant even say it. its too much, but it might ruin me and my best friend’s friendship. its so sad
goodbye