Two years since I started junior high.

Two years since I started playing guitar with my dad's black beauty Gibson.

Two years since I started uploading song covers online.

And after all that time, I'm still the girl who doesn't join any clubs, the girl who goes straight home from school, the girl who only gets messages from her parents and coupon offers on her phone.

That's still me. Goto Hitori. And nobody is crazy for me.

But hey, at least I can play the guitar now. That counts for something, right? The people who comment on my Oh!Tube videos seem to think I'm good, and that makes me happy. The internet can be nice sometimes, especially compared to reality.

People...

How are people able to talk with other people? How do people become friends with other people? What even prompts people to talk with other people to become their friend? Do you just go up to people and say "Hey, you seem really cool. Wanna be friends with me?" and expect a reply like "Hi, you're really cool too. I would love to be friends with you!"?

If only it was that easy to do. If only people would approach me to be their friend, everything would be so much easier.

I think? I wish? I don't know…

If only I knew.

Thinking about this too much gives me a headache, which ironically can only be remedied by playing the Gibson. No matter which way you cut it, I'm definitely stuck with this guitar now whether or not my dreams of having friends,forming a band, performing at the culture festival, come to fruition.

Speaking of the Les Paul, it's been a few days since I uploaded a song cover. I wonder what my subscribers would like? Wait, no. I should decide on playing something for myself first, but also something that'll get me a lot of nice comments. Heheh.

What to choose though…

There's that album I found the other day with my dad, Positive I think it was called, by an American band called The Grassy Knoll. It's a rough blend of rock and jazz, not exactly to my taste but it sounds cool. The guitar on the last song is simple enough for me to manage while having enough unique cords to keep it challenging. "End Of It All."

Yeah, I think this is the song I'll cover. The title couldn't be any more relatable either. If only I knew when my era as an archetypical introvert is all coming to an end. Am I doomed to repeat this lifestyle into high school, or will I finally manage to break out with the power of my awesome guitar skills?

If only I knew.