The Necessity of a Diary (part one)

Jake Diary
Wednesday, August 20

Dear Diary,

I am a boy…no…not just a boy…one of the most popular boys in school. I have to be because I am the team captain of our prestigious university’s basketball varsity team. Girls and even guys act like the monkeys in that popular nursery rhyme when I pass by them, jumping, holding one another’s hands, mouths wide open creating non-human sounds with their screams…you get what I mean…and dudes…every one of them just wants me to be his best bud.

Just like every member of the varsity team, I am great at playing ball but as to what made me the team captain, I have no definite answer except for my strong intuition that the selection was simply based upon my superhuman good looks. At least that’s what they say. If you ask me, I look…well…me…I don’t really see what is so special about me… my height perhaps? Maybe the shape of my face, my chiseled jaws…or my irrationally perfectly molded almond eyes or perhaps that to die for tone of my skin? Maybe my awesome set of teeth? I know I sound like I am so full of myself, don’t I? You’re probably thinking I’m an overconfident, selfish, snooty, stupid jerk who is popular only because of his great fortune of being like one of those Greek mythological characters, Narcissus or Adonis.

But hey, before you sentence me to eternal contempt, wouldn’t you even question why the heck am I writing a diary? Have you ever met even just once in your life a basketball team captain or a football quarterback for that matter writing his own diary when even writing a diary is nowadays generally obsolete?

Please, don’t be so hasty with your judgment because for all you know, I could be writing this diary in the library (which I actually am), beside Amanda, Amie as I call her, the geekiest girl in school with brain so huge, nobody dares challenge her on a brain battle, with a grin so wide over her pile of books and papers you can tell what she ate for lunch and eyes so bright they’re enough to light the entire library. Here’s the catch: she is the reason I am often in the library where everybody thinks is the last place they can find me and she is one of the main reasons I am writing a diary. She is also incidentally the reason I am taking up a major in Literature. I was pretty sure she was going to take up this course after high school, so I took it as well. I am in love with her for more than a year now and she does not have a clue.

Published by AJ

Hi! I'm Aj from the Philippines. Obviously I love to read and write and from years of experience I have learned that when you love something so much, you would do it absolutely for free so here I am writing stuff for all people to see in the hopes that at least one or maybe two souls could benefit or get little inspiration from what they will read from this blog. Enjoy and spread the love! ;)

21 thoughts on “The Necessity of a Diary (part one)

  1. Hi Aj! Guess who! Bahaha, now I can annoy you here! Anyway, I’m loving these blog posts. Please keep blogging! 😀

      1. Ah, I don’t know, you wouldn’t want to read my blog, it’d be full of angry ranting and crazy fangirling. 😛

    1. Aw, really? Because usually when I rant or fangirl to my family they are annoyed . . . maybe I will make a blog!

      But uh, how do you make a blog?

  2. Of course! They’re family so they’re supposed to be annoyed. Lol. You need to make an account on wordpress. Just go to Make sure you don’t use any google account or any other account. Just go the site and sign up. The website’s going to ask if you want to make a blog. Just click away.^^

    1. But would you really read it? I can be a pretty boring person. And plus, I don’t know if I’d write a lot of posts, could I always delete it if I wanted to?

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