The greatest comeback

9th October 2456

       I don't know if I had this much to do or just forgot that I was writing a diary. Calling this a diary feels kinda off to me. It sounds weird. When someone says diary the first thing that comes up is those who start by writing Dear diary, this and that happened and the words they use... ufff.

       I feel like I am just recording what happened in news but it's just for myself. I went a few pages back and I wrote there that I want to use this when I have something on my mind. I was lazy to read it whole but I think I know what I meant.

       I must say that doing this kind of helped me in some way. I found out that writing down your negative thoughts can clear your mind much easier than doing something to distract yourself.

       I wish I started earlier. But sadly no matter how many times I will write about being tired from school and how useless most of the things in there are, it won't go away.

       After writing those few sentenced I realized that there is nothing more for me to write about, which was somewhat disappointing for me. I was sitting, staring at an almost blank page. There is no point in forcing it. I closed the notebook and went to bed.

      I woke up feeling better than I expected. I did all those morning stuff and went to school. I wonder how it's going to be between Shara and me now, after yesterday. Thinking about it 
made me a little nervous.

       Will we greet each other or pretend that nothing happened? I changed my shoes and put my jacket in the locker. It's only a few stairs to my class.

       I won't have to wait for my answer for long, because as I wanted to go to my class, she just came to school, heading to the lockers. To be honest, I didn't know what to do. Should I say something first? I felt like that would be a mistake. We were walking toward each other already, so I could not avoid this encounter. I guess I just have to see what happens.