[filtered/set to private; but easily hackable by anyone who wants to put in the effort]
[...] Everyone, today I'm going to talk about Neechan. Or at least - Not 'everyone'.
Neechan, she's the most beautiful person anyone could ever see. She's small, and has long black hair, and gray eyes. She's fond of sword-fighting. She's the type that looks prettiest dressed in a kimono, or at least, that's what I think. A "classic beauty." She isn't really fond of me.
I've known her for three months. I've been here for two months. Soon it'll be equal.
[...] Her sense of humor is sort of lacking, which would normally be a flaw, except in this case, it isn't, because she finds it difficult to - well, she doesn't like me. But in this past week, I've realized, that's good. I'm not giving up on my future. If that was his goal, it didn't work at all. It'll still happen. But what I did find out is, Neechan's view is the better one... or at least, I think, I can stand it. It's a lot better if she dislikes me. It's easier to deal with. Even though my feelings for her are the opposite. I guess it's just cowardice. Worry, and people asking over me, and having to worry myself...
So I'm quitting all my jobs. And I'm talking only to people that don't like me... and I'm finding myself picking arguments with the people I do like. "The people that like me...?" So they won't. Not that it even makes sense. I'm not planning on... it's a pretty bizarre weakness.
Considering that I've known since I was thirteen... Should be easier, right?
Three more days. That's all I'm gonna give myself.