So half term is nearly over and another half term of pain is going to begin. Obviously you would expect that from a teenager but I feel really uncomfortable. On the first day the girl (...) is conning to my school and I am very nervous. Also on the first day I have to redo my presentation and I already feel nervous. Life sucks. Once again I would just like to listen to music by myself in a room in a secluded part of the school but they won't let me do it. When I want to be alone but people don't...

I managed to survive the long coach journey and i can now enjoy my own home. It's halloween and i was meant to go to a party but i bailed out, again. About the girl (...) that i was talking about last time. She started to text me less and less often so now i am starting to think that i can't ask her out. I told her before that i liked her and she just said "I don't know how to reply to that." I might just never socialise outside of school again because i am just absolutely useless. I asked...

Well, I was meant to write it last night but somethImg got in the way. I was at the dining room of the hotel and I was trying to talk to people when two people said that "I don't have any conversation skills". I mean, I've known that for a while but to have someone say it to you is completely different. This put in me in a sort of grump. Then someone else said "you text ... too much." (... is to hide the hide the identity). This shocked me. I scrolled up and saw that I texted...

Today was like yesterday. The boy that turns out to be like me are struggling to start a conversation and I am starting to realise how severe my SA is. I need help to make a conversation starter so that I can try to get close to him. Oh, also a girl I like texted me and I wanted to start a conversation but I kept on freezing up. It was sooooo embarrassing. Does anyone have any tips on talking to people / girls ?

After the long coach trip we finally arrived in Germany. The only problem was that we needed to pick who was going to be in our rooms with us. Obviously I knew that I was going to be the last one picked. I ended being in a group of three with people who I don't even talk to. When we all got to our rooms I found a small bed in the section that looked like a little cubbyhole. I decided to make that my bed. But that's not really important. After talking to one of the people in the room I found that...