new year , new school. Paula its ready for her first year of cegep but anything can be better then what happened last year right.? and atleast here she can learn what she want. martin isn't excited at all to start a new year thats only going to be f...
I wake up to sound of my phone going off. Even though I knew I set the alarm to this time I'm still surprised and pissed. I have been up all night watching Netflix's and eating food. I thought if I went to bed at 3 I would SLEEP at 3:30 but instead I slept 5. My dumbass overestimated myself and now I'm up at 7:45am (because I slept through/snoozed my other alarms)with 2 hours of sleep. Great, but I can't be late today, because-
"Paula wake up ur gonna be late for-". "orientation day I know " I cut my little sister sam off "I know sam"
" hey u ask me to wake u up" she utters with a slight trace of attitude. " i know, sam, I know"
"Then get up," she snaps.
Jeez only 14 and is already a beotch, was I beotch at 14? nononono. Anyway, orientation day Yay.... I sit up from my bed and look over at my desk to see my outfits hanging on my chair and bag already packed.I lie on my bed, and close my eyes as I thank my past-self for making my life easier. I take a deep breath and prepare myself for what could happen. I could make new friends, see my old ones, make a study group where we really go in depth of what we're learn. Meet people who-
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"PAULA WAKE UP!"
I jump up out of pure panic to see sam standing at the door with disapproval. " you're 17, you're supposed to be the responsible One. It's 8 o'clock aren't u supposed to be there at 9? mom can't drive U so have to take the bus "
Well shit
I put on my beautiful long green dress ( up to my ankles), with spaghetti straps, v neck because it never hurt to show some Clive. With gold hoops and a pearled necklace,With black sandals. "Very cute very trendy" I think to myself. I start a pep talk in the mirror and start to sike my self up. " you got this babe, anyone look at u the wrong way smack a bitch" .i do this to bring my Antixey down to convince my self what happen last year didn't happen. But I can't think about that right now because I'm late for the buuuuss "shit!"
On the city bus it's quite.québécois don't like each other (unless it's hockey.)so we try our best not to cause each other trouble. The quiet is nice. You could listen to music or the highway. It's all seem in place. I like this better instead a school bus, because I swear to god every morning there's always some little kid who couldn't just wait until we we're off the bus to fart or someone just decides to fucking throw up. Anyways The quiet it's nice.
