I’m writing during lunch because I never do anything during lunch, and I guess writing in this journal that no one is going to read is apparently much better. “What about your friends?” Wow, how nice of you to ask. I don’t have any because why disappoint people when you are going to die eventually any ways. It’s not like anyone wants to be friends with the ‘diseased’ boy anyways.

Minseok

Oh, I’m back again. Mom thought I ran away this morning. I just told her I went to school, and that I didn’t want to skip. She cried again, saying she thought she lost me. I guess making people cry is my specialty. Well it’s 11pm and I’m tired, goodnight.

Minseok