It's love, not Santa Claus.
"You lip-synch to your headphones every morning. It's okay. I like it. Takes a lot of self-confidence to look ridiculous."
My head has been up in the clouds since Day One that I constantly find myself staring into nothingless throughout Bio. My thoughts are too private to mention it in my diary, which we'll be passing for English class on Monday. I don't have enough time to stop and read a book. I wanna ride the bump car again because I finally understood how it works. The first thing I need is a vacation from all of it, from everything. I'm going to Manila with my grandmother, and I can hardly wait for the long and quiet bus ride.