The Realization

Have you ever wondered why we are here? So have I. This world... It's special. Most planets around it are barren and have no possibility of ever holding life. Even then, this planet is doomed to die. It's on an unchangeable course. In many, many years, the sun will either envelop the earth or explode. Both would kill all humans. Maybe that's not the best thing to start with. But, I'm not really here to write an "appealing" story. This is simply a journal I got as a present for my birthday. I could make it a diary but what use would that be? Diaries are temporary anyway. Like everything, they are destined to rot away. My mom said that I should write about my life in here. I don't think she realized that others could take this journal and read it. So that's a no thanks. Since there's most likely someone reading this because I accidentally left it somewhere, I'll make it interesting. There was this boy in my class. I don't like him. At all. This isn't even a "slow burn enemies to lovers" either. It's just that I hate his guts. He's loud, obnoxious, energetic, everything I hate. He never appreciates the little things. We used to be friends though. I'll probably never mention him again unless he does something stupid. I feel like I should write more. I would if anything else important happened. Oh, wait, I have a girl's day coming up soon with my mom and best friend. My mom is going to take me and my best friend to get our nails done and go to multiple stores. I bet it'll be really fun. I hope the stores have books on gemstones. I could really use some more.