No one would love me if they knew all the things I hide

Although today was pretty good, school was uninteresting and uneventful. The only real hitch to my day was during Trigonometry, when I had a devil of a time answering the test about graphing sines or some shit like that. I dunno, somehow I’m not so compatible with numbers. Although I try really hard, sometimes I mix up the solutions. All those damn numbers and signs look alike to me! I really can’t understand people who are good in math and actually enjoy solving those problems. And well, the people who are good in math (at least, those that I know of) don’t understand how I could spend hours and hours reading in my room.

Even though I don’t have any problems or anything like that, I feel like my life’s empty. Well, not exactly empty but you know…missing something. I only live more out of habit than anything else. But I simply don’t know why I exist, why I was chosen by God to be born. Right now I feel like nothing but a decoration in God’s dying planet. I want to do something meaningful in my life, something that could change things. The other day, Patsy was taking down names of people who would be in her party for next year’s student council elections. I tried running for Batch Representative or something but the list was full and naturally, she would prioritize the “popular” people first. It’s always the same damn people who get chosen for those things, but then again, when was life ever fair to me? I felt kinda bummed that I missed out that opportunity, but then Angelica said that in order to become a good student council officer, I have to be friendly to everyone. Uhh, never mind. I’m still in that stage where I only talk to people whom I think are worth talking to. Unfortunately, I don’t consider most of my batchmates talk-worthy. Maybe in college, I could run for student council..no one knows who I am there so they won’t be able to judge me. I think I could be a real good leader and change the world, maybe. That is, if the world ever lives to see the year 2003.