Dream Confession

Boy: Hey, I want to show you something.

Girl: What is it?

Boy: Come. (takes the girl's hand and leads her a rooftop)

Girl: Why are we here?

Boy: Shhh, look over there. (points to the setting sun in the orange horizon)

Girl: It's beautiful, but is that the only reason why we're here?

Boy: (smiles) Close your eyes.

Girl: Erm... okay. (close eyes)

Boy: Don't look okay?!

Girl: I'm not going to look.

Boy: (runs over to the side of the roof and release balloons of pink, white, red, sky blue, yellow, orange, light green, light purple, a total of at least one hundred balloons, then runs back next to the girl) Alright, open your eyes now.

Girl: (open eyes) Woaaaa....!

(boy and girl looks at view for a while)

Boy: (*insert girl's name*) .

Girl: Hm?

Boy: I want to tell you... that I... I love you.

Girl: Eh... ?

Boy: I know that I may not be the one you have in mind, but I still wanted to tell you that. I'll give you time to sort out your feelings, as much time as you need. I'll be waiting.

Girl: ...

Boy: (gives her a big teddy bear, then starts running away)

Girl: (hugs teddy bear and starts crying)

Boy: (hears the girl crying, stops, and runs back) What's wrong?!

Girl: (brawls) YOU IDIOT! YOU FOOL, JERK! (beats the boy with the bear)

Boy: What did I do? Tell me, what do I do wrong?

Girl: (hugs the guy)

Boy: erm....

Girl: (sobbing) Actually..., I've liked you for a long time too.

Boy: Eh?!

Girl: (pulls away from boy and beats him with teddy again) WHY'D YOU WAIT SO LONG TO SAY THAT?! (hugs boy again)

Boy: (laughs and hugs girl)

THE END~

Alright, so after some moment of solitude from washing the dishes, I've thought things over. Everything that my mom said is true. But I will NOT, ABSOLUTELY NOT go to prep/cram school. First of all, I've already got things planned on how I'll pass the next year of high school. Secondly, prep school would take away time that I could use for volunteer work or studying. Thirdly, I really really have to do well this high school year or else the remaining wouldn't even count. I understand why she has came to this conclusion, and I know it's my fault for not being productive and spending the summer away gaming. I thought I'd cry but I didn't, and I'm glad because I don't want to look weak in front of her. I did think that I'd cry when my dad was on my side and said that I am average and good enough, and that I don't need to go prepping. I'm so thankful for him. I really am. Ugh, my eyes are tearing again.

I don't want to spend the rest of the summer gaming, but I just can't make myself study. My mind just drifts off someplace far far away. And when reading, my eyes are moving from line to line but the words are not coming into my head.

Alright I should stop complaining. I want to be someone who my parents think locks herself up and play games all the time, but secretly, I'd be studying like crazy. Then when I take the test, I'll get a really high score and show it to my parents like "vio la!" It impatients me thinking if this will end up as simply another imaginative thought or if it'll really come true.

Alright, so it has been a long while. I'm feeling a slight bit discouraged, right now. Actually, a lot. I promised myself to do certain things, and I'm breaking the promise. There's not much time left. I wonder what the future will hold.