No Jimi Hendrix, no Led Zeppelin, no Black Sabbath, no nothing. I can't find the bandshirt I want anywhere. I don't know it anymore. There is one option left of a bandshirt, which they do sell, from the (almost) best band in the whole world. Cradle of Filth. But that's from a metalband, and I don't want my schoolmates to think I bought it, just because M also has got a shirt from a metalband. He's got one of Arch enemy (the best band in the universe). So... It stinks.
Anyway... I've noticed something today. People are curious. Not just curious. People are mad. Today I said to a friend: haha, I'm thinking of something what I would like, but you would kill me for it. Like I said people are curious, he asked me what is was for about 3 hours. Also, when a classmates walkes into our classroom, everyone follows that person with their eyes, just as long as they sit. Why would people be so curious? I think it's something that has remained from the ages we had no guns, and there was threat anywhere you could think of.
My mother thinks I've got autism (or how do you say it in English?!), I'm autistic. Could be... I don't know. It would explain a lot of things though... Anyway, thanks for reading, bye!
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