It was around my second week of just starting highschool and I sat with my newly made friend, eating lunch and chatting away about whatever came to our minds. A female classmate that I didn't know at the time, greeted my friend and sat next to him, not thinking much of it, existing in my own little peaceful bubble, talking about buddha while only knowing so little, I had much to say.

After talking and talking, the female classmate finally spoke up and said "Are you having a monologue?"

Knowing I had been insulted and not knowing what a "monologue" meant, I kept blabbering, trying not to mind the comment too much or what it meant, however the damage had been done and made a fine imprint in my mind.

So in the honor of this former classmate of mine and friend later down in my highschool years. It is what i'll name this page of mine, it's the monologue