Diary Postscripts: That Peach-Blossom Luck

Also better known as 桃花运,which also means this extreme-blues Monday also brings some… attention. Personal attention, I think.

It’s all thanks to Guitar and me being lonely (thanks EK), and more girls are… coincidentally chancing upon me. Oh yeah, if you think I’m gonna talk about things that may get you Goosebumps (it’s all one-sided thinking, かたおもいだ), then stay away, for I AM gonna talk about that. Why wouldn’t I?

There are other minor ones, like people who are so willing to say hello and ask why I give that face all the time. I’m like “Cumon! Discover me!” or something, or I should get WL (if you guys can remember my PHSS… classmates?) to justify her guts or something. But particularly, I would say, and Teenie was chancing upon me often, even if it’s twice. OK I’m exaggerating, that’s why you shouldn’t continue reading. I duno why she offered me things to eat (I ate it, forgetting I’m – or my hands are - carrying germs…), and still noticed me to tell me to sit down when our President Janice wants to talk. I duno if she’s overly being kind or something, but I know it’s wishful thinking. It’s over people. Let’s get back to reality…

Cya guys then, until… whenever I’m treated with a bad day and chancing upon girls… That would take a millennium later? (Audience: Would you even be there?) Eh I don’t think- Wait. Why are you guys here? (Audience: To hear you talk about-) OK sshh and follow me… *walks backstage*