1/12/12
dear diary,
i'm not quite sure of what i just saw...

my mind is a mess.

i was simply minding my own business and sorting through my notes on yet another rainy night when i saw something i probably shouldn't have, a boy was sneaking out of the kims' house, his face covered by a black mask. just looking at the posture i could tell who it was; namjoon.

considering it was his house that wasn't much of a surprise.

what baffled me was why kim namjoon was leaving his own house like a thief in the night, like very late in the night.

1am was not a decent time to be out and about for anyone.

thinking nothing of it i went on with my work. i had been soundly sleeping at my desk for a good few hours until i was woken up by a ruckus downstairs.

i woke up with a jolt. looking out of my window only to find that the noise was all coming from none other than the kim household.

guess his mom caught him sneaking out, then. he was in some deep trouble.

had i been in his place, that would mean being grounded for 3 weeks or so. that's not much of a punishment to me, though since i don't exactly have "friends" to "hang out" with or the "time" to do so.

the last time i went for an outing was probably the ninth grade.

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weird. i didn't see namjoon at school today.

top students usually never miss a day. i would know.

anyways, it's none of my business.

jun seo was calmer today with his borderline miscreant activities although i do suspect he has something big up his sleeve for everyone kept talking in hushed whispers whenever and wherever i made an appearance.

i know what you're thinking. why not just complain to the teachers? or my mother? because, what exactly would i say to them? my life was a mess as it is, i didn't need this drama to add to it. after all, it was just five more months. and then i'd never have to see any of them again. junseo, his friend or even my other classmates.

i'm a bit of a loner anyway, so i'm used to keeping things to myself. haven't had a best friend to share my secrets with in ages. so i just write them here i guess. i share them with you.

i know nobody's reading but it feels some type of way when i think that a person who may never have met me will know all about my life once and if they read this little silver-black book.

it's a beautiful thought. it's also a scary one.

i hope wherever you are in the world, you're happy and healthy and have some purpose or some reason to go on.

if not, find one with me.

we can look together; me and you.

well, mom's calling so

goodbye,
for now.