The after school room

School was pretty typical today. Nothing interesting there (I did get a free cookie though. I was buying soup for lunch and took out a cookie, but I would have to rescan my card so they were like "just go on ahead".) I also gave my early Christmas present to the only one of my friend I talk to nowadays, which were triple chocolate cookies because I baked 4 trays yesterday and I thought might as well.

The interesting stuff happened in the after school room. I sat down to start my physics homework, which I quickly bull-crapped my way through and took out my notebook to continue working on my current drawing. Suddenly the "popular" people came up to me to strike a conversation (calling them popular makes it sound like they're like those typical popular students from those cheesy American films, when in reality they're just loud, annoying, extroverted gossip spreaders.) Except for this one girl, she's not as bad. She's there pretty much every day, like me. She talks about all these crazy stories she's been through, which just makes me realise how boring my life is in comparison.

So anyway, those people started talking to me. At first they asked if I had a crush on this girl in my class. I said no. They started to ramble on about all these "hidden signs" and how "you don't realise it at first" and whatever. I still stood by my point that we we're just friends. They went on for god knows how long. Mum texted me in that whole conversation to tell me that she's here, but I couldn't leave mid conversation so I was stuck there. They also shipped me with this other girl that I haven't even spoken to properly before. She's in my dance class but that's all we have in common. But they were adamant that we would be a cute couple too. But you see: opposites don't always attract. It just doesn't make sense to me why you would want to be friends, let alone date, someone who's completely different to you. If I was looking for girlfriends then I would pick one that plays the same games as me so we can ramble on about theories (if they don't play deltarune they're not worth it), someone who knows the difference between an ARM processor and an intel processor, someone who has similar hobbies (I have a lot: programming, animating, drawing, music producing, writing), being able to talk on and on about any of those things and even being able to take tips/do those things together seems great and someone who doesn't listen to that god awful indie music genre with the acoustic guitar and the blandness of generic pop songs, that seems like someone I would get along with great. If they were the complete opposite: sporty, extroverted, any hobby which isn't creative in that sense and someone who actually likes those music genres, then it just isn't going to work. That's what I said to them in response (in summary) as not everyone is going to go "oh cool I should try that out" when someone rambles on about netball; for me it'll just be going in one ear and coming out the other. That's why I haven't bothered trying to become closer friends with the girl in my class as we're just too different personality wise (but if she plays deltarune then I'll think about it.) They say that she talks about me, but I don't really believe that. It just seems like they want me and her together.

Then they started to talk about my hair and how "nice" it looked. They were like

"No no, don't tell yourself that! It looks great!"

When I called the layering bad (because it was; I was growing it out and I chopped it off myself so obviously it looked bad.) But that didn't stop the regular of the group telling me how if I think it looks ugly then it will look ugly or some dumb crap like that. Then they wanted to know what my past hairstyles looked like. I don't take many selfies on my phone so each picture has a different hairstyle as I'm just so goddamn indecisive. They seemed oddly enthusiastic about it.

Then they went back to talking about the girl in my class, but at that point I as packing my things and ptting my coat on, so I managed to escape that conversation.