This weekend, I'm going to a football game at my old school. This will be very weird, especially because I left very dramatically. I burned bridges, and I told people things that had been clawing their way up my throat for years. I think that their isolation from me will help them get over what I said, but if not, I deserve what happens to me.
There's a girl who'll be at this game. I'm not even really sure what terms we're on anymore. It'll definitely be weird. I ought to have fun. The team is much better than last year. I'll try my hardest to enjoy myself around people I hate.
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