'Sup? So...it's me again just updating my life. I know that no one would be interested enough to read it and will skip this journal in their inbox/updates, however I'm in the mood to write so I don't care if you give a fuck or not, lol XD

Anyway...So, second grade on high school sucks. I can't imagine the 3rd and last grade. It'll be a pain in the ass, that's for sure...Oh, now I have  redaction class and we're studying about chronicles. The homework he gave to us was to describe our first kiss, if it was amazing and etc. He said that who have never kissed before could create a story about how would you like to be your first kiss. Yeah, I'm the only one in the classroom that have never kissed before, nor dated and of course, I hadn't tell anyone either, it would be a shame. I realized that I'm 16 and nothing happened! Even my hyper-nerd-meme lover-friend has kissed someone recently! Creating a story about how I would like to be my first kiss it's the same of admitting defeat! I won't write something like that, because no one can tell how it would be! I'm not a dreamer, I'm a realistic man, things just happens, I can't create! Moreover, I imagine how it was the first kiss of everyone in my classroom. I have never imagined this way, it looks like they were always experienced in this area, but that's not true. They were just like me, they were shy, they were someone who loved. Now they look just like someone interested in smoking pot, cigars, drinking too much and being 'cool'. Ugh, this is really depressive, however, I don't feel really sad about it. Life isn't about kissing, smoking pot, cigars and drinking until you get drunk. To me that's not funny.

Ok, I just don't get the point of this journal anymore, so I will stop here, hahaha. And yes, I just wanted to write a journal because of this event in the classroom, haha, don't get too seriously, it's just...me saying whatever appears in my head, of course it's my opinion, but still, it's just opinion that appears in my head.