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Well, hello.

I guess that I will start this blog right now. I will write about my personal life, cause I guess it’s pretty boring. Yes, boring. But I will still do this. I’m from Poland, and I may make English mistakes, just deal with it. I write this blog in English mainly because I don’t want my friends to understand this. They really suck at English.

Where did I take „just a casual nerd” name from?

Well, everyone thinks that I’m a nerd. I kind of like to study. And I want to be succesful in my life, so deal with it haters. I will still be this „nerd” you call me.

  Everything is just so different than it was before. I’m in the third class of junior high school, and I have never thought that my life would be so changed in these couple of years, since first class.

You know, I always thought that I will be a „forever alone” type. But I’m not. And I don’t even know why. Everything started since I chose to go to a catholic school. And don’t worry, it won’t be the main subject of this blog. It’s just a catholic school, like other ones. I had a lot of friends in my primary school. We were just kids, but I felt like we will be friends forever. And now, we don’t even talk to each other. And there was Karina – she was my best friend since forever. And when I chose to go to the catholic school, I felt like she was dissapointed in me. I didn’t even know why. We were keeping in touch for the first year, but then we just stopped. I really missed her. The school that I went to was far away from the place that I live and only me and my classmate (Magda) went there. We were always good friends, I would even say besties. But she changed. She was always a little sweet kid, but when she became a teenager she became a bitch. Literally. In the first year in our new school I was trying to keep close to her, but she wouldn’t let me. And I was following her like a slave. I didn’t know what to do with my life, I felt like my class was terrible and I will never find a friend. And it was like this through the first year. I was coming home with tears in my eyes and I didn’t see a sense of my life. You see, I’m a very shy person and it doesn’t come easy to me to meet new people.