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Arghh. The morning bell rung in my dormitory. I could hear all the grunts of my dorm mates. Slowly i stood up from my bed in my thin silk blue glown  i said my prayers and had my bath quietly. The day began to break. I slept again for like twenty minutes more let's just say i didn't  really sleep well last night.

I dressed in my causal white long sleeve shirt with a blue checkers neck tie and the short kissing print blue checker skirt and i wore my long white socks adnored with blue flora designs with  my all star blue sneakers.

My black hair was packed in a messy bun. This was my normal uniform. I felt comfortable when i wore it cause i felt korean and like a sexy bitch.

Shortly,  I left the hostel with ezra for breakfast. We had pancake and caramel with a hot cup of coco. I could the sweet hotness in my throat. Swirling the taste around cause as normal I hated having class.

I went to the assembly area. It was a large hall full of organised chairs. I usually hated crowded places. Not actually the place but the people in the place except ezra of course.

The principal talked about giving, being good and all sort of petit bull shit. I actually listened to him waiting  for him to announce the killing or something but no he kept his usually playful bahaviour. 

What a hypocrite. I thought. I got fustrated i began to sleep till they finished. Students moved to the school area.

I never considered myself  as a student after all. I was just a watcher just living by my terms.

My first period was another maths class with mr leeds. That tinting voice of his  was always annoying. It got to the point my eardrums started to felt numb to everything around me.

One thing that made my morning was the face of shame on jeffery face. He always glared at me. I wanted to laugh ...laugh to my heart contend but i just couldn't. My body won't allow me.

My second  and third period was so boring. I cant even recall the subject of whatsoever thing.

I always felt i was changing everyday in a good way i think. But to be sincere life sucks. I always felt empty as no one could understand me.

Ezra knows me of course but not the full me. One thing i have come to know everyone was worshipping something in their lives. Some people are power drunk, drug addicts, money lover...whatever mentioned. They often deny it as there motivation. Something they can do without or live without.

You see this word depression. I also wonder why people feel that. Putting yourself in self-pity is patheic.

I won't lie to anyone to say that depression is really shitty....now to all does depressed people in the world stop that phrase and love yourself....is it that hard?

I think about a lot lately. My head felt heavy. I opened my phone to twitter. I noticed an african woman had very big boobs and many people twitted about it. Some people are really trying to be funny. I thought

Shortly, my physics teacher, my ejilah walked in...one of my list of annoying teachers. Actually all my teachers were annoying. I off my phone and scans the room. Hmmm.. I could see the couples of the class just forming into the back seats in the class encirling themselves in so many romantic movement. Sometimes being lonely is a sin!

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