The little dream

I had a little dream: to be popular.

The only one problem with this is that this is so hard to complete. But I tried. I tried to be cool. I acted like I’m a really popular kid in the class, and I was the “main character” in my little world, in a bad way.

That was the worst thing I ever did, because in retrospect, I must have been very annoying and weird. I’m not cool, I can’t be cool, and I will never be cool. And that’s fine, I tried to talk to people to whom usually I don’t talk. I talked to them, but it was awkward. In my mind I was like “It’s so hard, how can people do this?!”

In summer I acted the same way, when I saw somebody I knew. I think I was so annoying to the people around me back then, so I apologize to them here and now. After so many tries, I realized that if I’m not popular, I will never be.

But I found some amazing people, my friends, who are so cute and kind.

Boros Zita   VII. A