My Variation from Other Preteens

It's a holiday today. And good thing, I HATE Mondays, the kickoff of the weekdays. The feeling that you're resting because it's weekends and you're doing your thing, and you're scared of the word tomorrow because you're going to be working your booty off?

That's how I feel about Mondays. I write about my hate in my school planner all the time, and people are asking, 'Why the hate on Mondays?' I can't utter the proper reason 'cause they won't understand 'cause they're enjoying the life.

I don't feel the same happiness that they experience. I simply can't relate to their interests. The opposite gender, Facebook, Wattpad love stories, and all that. Am I weird for that? I don't even have a crush like most girls my age would. I don't even like watching television and catch all the latest shows and you don't realise, you utter it every second.

Rather, I like reading books, (Not eBooks) watching YouTubers on YouTube, listening to hill songs, and just daydreaming about what a day I've just had. Impulsiveness is a word I despise. I don't know, I just tend to think about every word I'm going to say. Yes, this is hypocrisy, I tend to be impulsive at times.

Should I go to see the doctor? No, perhaps not. This is who I am and will always be.