Today, I decided to read my old diary and I’ve got to say, I’ve never read something more horrible.
I mean, every single time I turned the page, I was like CRINGE CRINGE CRINGE
My writing style…CRINGE CRINGE CRINGE
My art…CRINGE CRINGE CRINGE
What I thought back then…CRINGE CRI… well, you get the point.
And like hormones xD (I wish I was kidding)
But I also found out some things I never knew about. Like, in Kindergarten, there used to be a guy that everyone thought I’d marry. I mean, I don’t know if it was a dream, but after school, there was a fake wedding. o.O
But it was Kindergarten so no one minded.
But now that I think about it, he’s probably now one of the stereotypical popular blond jocks so well yep.