such great heights

So, my English class groupmates weren’t as boring as hell as I thought they would be. In fact, I think they’re very nice people. There are five of us in my English group - Budz, the friendly slightly portly girl from Pangasinan whom I have befriended since day one, Kenneth, a simple, lanky gay(?) boy who’s very nice, Jen, the token snooty girl of the group and Edison, the Computer Science dude who loves Sugarfree.

All in all they’re not bad people. I guess I just need to open up more to people ‘cause some people think snobbish because I seldom smile. True, I smile only on rare occasions not because I’m a snob but because smiling is just not normal for me. It’s a completely alien thing for me to do. I guess that’s what happens when you’re a grave teen.

Also, I don’t wear my eyeglasses when I walk on the halls around campus because I get so self-consciuos about wearing glasses that I just pass up wearing them in public thus impairing my vision resulting in my non-familiarity of faces in front of me, even if I know them from class.

I guess I should just wear my glasses in the hallways (or better yet, wear contacts, but that’s another issue) AND I should definitely practice how to smile properly in my bedroom mirror…