"I'm straight, Peridot"
"what."
Okay maybe that's too forward. My thoughts tend to be very jumbled up whenever I write this out in my journal. Let's start at square one.
It was the first day of school and I was a freshman. I knew that everyone was staring at me, I could feel it the moment I walked into class late. Luckily it was a computer class, I've always felt comfortable around technology, it's always been something I was good at.
I walked through the t-shaped space between the tables quite slowly, checking for an empty seat, but I ended up sitting towards the very back next to her.
I didn't know it at first but this girl would end up consuming every single logical though in my brain for the next four years of my life. It would end up being the bane of my existence so to speak. But in that moment, the only thing I was concerned about, was not being called out for being five minutes late to class.
Before I go into my log, know that this story isn't about every person I met, every class, every instructor. This story is about her, and how she changed my life, for better, or for worse.
Initially I kept my mouth shut. Why interact with someone in a school that I didn't even want to be in right? Well if I would've followed my own advice, my life would be much easier than it is right now.
I'm sorry, I need to recollect my thoughts again.