- Nov 8, 2017
I came to school earlier as always. There was a femoid in the class when I came. I see her regularly, but I don't know her name. She is a sophomore, I'm senior. I randomly asked her wasn't midterm was hard yesterday. We started to talk about course and teachers. I felt very neurotypical for a few minutes. I wish I could be such a guy constantly. I will try to practice it more often. Perhaps I may escape inceldom. But, one part of me always belongs to here.