Dear Diary, today has been a sucky day, as it has been for the last couple weeks. I’m not depressed or anything. Life was great, life still IS great. I guess change is apart of life. Moving on and forward is also apart of it. But in my opinion, life can go about change in the worst ways as well. I started talking to this guy a little while back in one of my classes. He talked to me back. I guess he didn’t really have a choice since he sat next to me in our seating chart. At first, I always thought that he was one of those stuck up popular kids. He prolly thought I was that weird girl that everybody knows but never really talks to. That’s because I was and still am. Anyways, he was way out of my league, but he was kinda cute. I loved his smile and everything about him. I am in a higher math class than him and we used to tease each other about it all the time. Eventually we warmed up to each other. He bought me and him matching sloth stickers to put inside our phone cases because I always used to tease him about being a slow runner even though he is the fastest in our class. This was right before the semester changed. He called me his “bestie” on the way out and I smiled. At the time I didn’t really have a crush on him. I thought it would ruin our friendship so I just dealt with life and moved on. After semester ended, he never talked to me again and never even acknowledged me after the few weeks following. For a couple weeks after, he smiled at me in the halls and all the sudden it just stopped. Then the heartbreak kicked in and it has been bothering me ever since. I can’t seem to forget about it even though I try so hard to. It hurts, like losing a Beattie day, but also like a heartbreak. To this day(about 2 months later) I still have the sloth in my phone case.