Life is Hard.
Mondays
I turned off my alarm after it woke me up. Mondays, the worst day of the week. I usually get the Monday blues and just go around the whole day feeling grumpy and getting annoyed by everything easily. If you know me well, you would just avoid me as much as possible on Mondays rather than getting on my bad side and receive a sassy comeback from me, and I'll tell you that it won't end pretty.
I went over to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth. I got to my wadrobe and chose a t-shirt with the words 'Stay away. DANGEROUS!!' printed over the front, it just matched the situation right now, exactly. I wore the shirt and matched it with a pair of blue dip dyed shorts. I dislike putting on makeup on Mondays, wait, dislike is an understatement.. I HATE IT! I hate the feeling of a layer of product on your face when you're already feeling like zombie, it just makes it worse. Im fine with makeup on any other day, just not makeup. But I had no choice, I can't risk going to school looking like a zombie, it will ruin my reputation, well kinda... What if I meet my crush in the hallway, ohmygosh that would just be BAD, maybe even worse than bad, he'll be scarred for life. Okay it won't be that bad, I'm just being over dramatic and scarring the shit outta myself. I'm not that ugly right? Right!
I mentally slapped myself after I realized that I've been talking to myself again for the past few minutes. I need to stop doing that. I just look like some maniac staring at the wall to other people, well that's what Layla told me...
* Flashback *
"Char, Char, CHAR!!" Layla vigorously shook my shoulders trying to gain my attention. I only came back to reality the third time she was calling me, more like shouting.
"Yeahhh??" I shook my head, trying to take in my surroundings to remember where I am after snapping back into reality from my own little world.
"Nothing, you were just staring at that wall for the past fifteen minutes and I just getting worried. You feeling okay, Char?" she said, a creeped out expression plastered across her face.
"I'm fine. I was just thinking about some stuff" I replied her, the expression she has on her face started to fade as a worried one took over.
"You shouldn't do that you know, staring at the wall like that. It's weird and creepy"
* flashback ends *
I got my school bag and rushed down the stairs knowing that I've wasted lots of time. I grab an apple and munched on it as I made my way out of the house and rushes to the bus station. I can't wait for my birthday, it's a few months more, I would get my drivers license and not have to worry about the school bus leaving me when I'm late. The bus turned round the corner after awhile. I took a sit next to Layla at the middle row of the bus like usual and we started to chat
I went over to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth. I got to my wadrobe and chose a t-shirt with the words 'Stay away. DANGEROUS!!' printed over the front, it just matched the situation right now, exactly. I wore the shirt and matched it with a pair of blue dip dyed shorts. I dislike putting on makeup on Mondays, wait, dislike is an understatement.. I HATE IT! I hate the feeling of a layer of product on your face when you're already feeling like zombie, it just makes it worse. Im fine with makeup on any other day, just not makeup. But I had no choice, I can't risk going to school looking like a zombie, it will ruin my reputation, well kinda... What if I meet my crush in the hallway, ohmygosh that would just be BAD, maybe even worse than bad, he'll be scarred for life. Okay it won't be that bad, I'm just being over dramatic and scarring the shit outta myself. I'm not that ugly right? Right!
I mentally slapped myself after I realized that I've been talking to myself again for the past few minutes. I need to stop doing that. I just look like some maniac staring at the wall to other people, well that's what Layla told me...
* Flashback *
"Char, Char, CHAR!!" Layla vigorously shook my shoulders trying to gain my attention. I only came back to reality the third time she was calling me, more like shouting.
"Yeahhh??" I shook my head, trying to take in my surroundings to remember where I am after snapping back into reality from my own little world.
"Nothing, you were just staring at that wall for the past fifteen minutes and I just getting worried. You feeling okay, Char?" she said, a creeped out expression plastered across her face.
"I'm fine. I was just thinking about some stuff" I replied her, the expression she has on her face started to fade as a worried one took over.
"You shouldn't do that you know, staring at the wall like that. It's weird and creepy"
* flashback ends *
I got my school bag and rushed down the stairs knowing that I've wasted lots of time. I grab an apple and munched on it as I made my way out of the house and rushes to the bus station. I can't wait for my birthday, it's a few months more, I would get my drivers license and not have to worry about the school bus leaving me when I'm late. The bus turned round the corner after awhile. I took a sit next to Layla at the middle row of the bus like usual and we started to chat
5/31/13