Well now that you got to know me & my reputation better, let us continue with my miserable life.
As on every other day, my alarm started ringing at 6:30 a.m. I got up and lazily walked into my bathroom, looked at my tired and still puffy face in the mirror, put my hair in a bun and stepped into my shower. As the cold water started running down my face, then my chest and my spine, I felt my body slowly waking up and my energy rising. After I was done showering, I brushed my teeth & my hair, put my colorless contacts in and went back to my kinda messy room. I chose an school-appropriate outfit, meaning a pair of black mom jeans, a simple plain white t-shirt, a black Nike hoodie over it, paired with some golden necklaces, small, not very noticeable golden hoop earring and white air forces. At last I filled my bottle up with water, put it in my school bag, put my school bag onto my shoulder, said goodbye to Nicole & her husband Chris and started making my way to school. This will make me sound as even more of a weirdo but I actually really liked school. It was a place where I could escape everything, my thoughts, my troubles and I could always learn something new. As I arrived to my class and took my typical seat in the back of the room, I put my books on the table and I spent the last few minutes until the lesson started on my phone, looking through Instagram. Today was different than a normal day tho. Even tho I was used to people whispering about me sometimes or looking at me and learned to ignore it, I couldn't help but feel someone constantly staring at me and when I looked up, I saw that my feeling wasn't mistaken.
