Number 2

If you look in the Rants section of this blog, you may have noticed that I once told someone to go back to China. (If you go to my school, and you're thinking of that annoying kid, yes, it's him. Remember the rules of this blog.) That's Number 2, who is the most unreasonable crush in the world. Anyway, we used to argue a lot, but we don't have any classes together together this year, so we don't talk that much.

So today I was walking down the hallway, just minding my own business, talking to myself (which some people find weird for some reason), looking for Ananya when he came up to me. He said hi.

I really just wanted to flip him off, but I decided to be nice, so I said hi back. Then I went back to minding my own business. I kept walking. And he kept walking. Right next to me.

Then he pretended to talk to himself. He was MIMICKING ME, which is exactly what he did the last time I talked to him. I was like, "STOP IT!"

He was like, "I was just trying to put myself in your shoes."

I kicked him and said, "That's what my feet do in my shoes."

He said, "Jeez, Min-Jee, just because you like me..." For some reason, he so obsessed with the fact that I used to like him. Probably because no one likes him.

I got really mad. He ran away. I yelled, "I HATE YOU!"

What a jerk. I hope I never talk to him again.