i hate gold days. i sit alone at lunch, and its my worst classes. but today somebody came over after seeing me a alone (not a stranger but to be kept anonymous). they brought a friend and merely sat next to me at the table and spoke to each other, occasionally to me, but were there to keep me company if i wanted it. they won't know that it was one of the nicest things ever done. i told my best friend today how it feels. sitting alone is not the worst part. i prefer sitting alone to sitting with people, because the latter holds the expectation of social interaction, and at that point of day, i just want to eat and read in peace. but it is not peace when people whisper about the girl eating while reading, sitting at a table meant for ten people, all alone. it is the stares, the gawking, that makes sitting alone terrible. if their was no judgement, i'd be happy where i was. blue days are not so bad, with my more tolerable classes and a sister that is forced to sit with me because her boyfriend only has B lunch with us on gold days. the world is a lonely place to navigate for anyone, but it is the loneliest for me.

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