We had spent an hour after school to work on a math test that we had both failed. Well, failed for us means a mark less than a 90 or so, since we both tend to get mid-90s. Neither of us finished it.
Hey Dad,
Getting rejected the fifth time around isn’t all that bad. Well, other than having a 0% success rate. I’ve come to develop a tolerance for rejection, so to speak. That’s why it only took me about 5 minutes to get over her once she said “no”.
I just got out of my first summer doing nothing. Well, not exactly nothing, but nothing planned beforehand by my parents…
I had been meaning to tell her how I felt about her. A week earlier I had walked her home, and she had told me that she was tired of relationships. Tired because of the energy they took from her. Tired because of the time she spent on them.