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February 23rd, (again)
I failed it.
The test, in physics, I failed it. It was way to complex for my small and stupid head. I wish that I had studies for it. Though I did remember some stuff on it, I know I failed. No worries there! Oh well, I hate school anyways.
I'm thinking of quitting anyways.
Maybe I'm destined not to attend school? I wonder about that all the time. Maybe, just maybe my parents assumed that I was smart, even though I was in fact stupid, but any ways. Hikari is over talking to Takeru. As much as I like him, I hate him. He has everything. Good looks, athletic, good grades and hell even I wonderful personality.
Something that I lack in…
I wish I could improve myself being. But who knows. Maybe I should attend school. But maybe I shouldn't. I don't know. I don't know much about anything either. Maybe I should've quit when I had the chance.
Not school. Life.
I wouldn't mind leaving this wretched place. You know? People I know for sure wouldn't miss me as much as they claim they do. At least that's the impression they all give me. Someone to talk to, then leave behind when everyone has something planned, ignored the baka Daisuke.
Too little, to late…
She's still talking to Takeru. I wonder if she is having an affair, or is actually choosing him over me? Could it happen? Yes. I think so, though I don't want it to become an actual event in my world. I don't think that I could ever heal from that unfortunate event.
Maybe, just maybe.
Well, I got soccer and stuff to do after school. Maybe I can get T.P. (I mean T.K.) to give me a drive to the soccer field, but I'm too nervous to ask. Oh well, I need the exercise!
Davis
