School is getting boring for me .there's so much to study,making notes .I swear I am gonna rip my mathematics books apart .since is much worse.I can barely keep up with what teachers say.I am in a complete mess.Its not just me.our leader Amy just failed in a math test.She was scolded literally by everyone.Everyone just came in and told Amy to keep up with the class and not to think about friends.I felt bad for her.I mean she barely have friends.They stick to her because they care about her.she always tries to push them away even though she doesn't want to.Poor girl is always studying.always writing notes and pointing out but still she couldn't do better.
Talking about her really reminds me of myself. I've been talking about me being so homesick while I am at class.I found a solution for that. I found myself writing all the song lyrics while I miss home. Whatever the song maybe, I hummed it and wrote the lyrics.It's been one and a half month since schools reopened.Today all of us,all 40 of us sat together in the class.It was exhausting cause I've been developing traits like social anxiety and antisocial behaviours,and above all being introverted lazy ass.Somehow all teachers had a meeting to catch up on.So she told us to do whatever we want to do just keep quite.So I slowly sank to the bottomless lake of poetry.Robert frost was always there for me.I loved Federico Lorca and Tagore.But When I looked up from my book,I saw my class which annoys me to peak but still the source of my happiness.So I wrote about them .When I ended It was finally time to go home.I went home with a self satisfaction and proud of my class.
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My Note
Around me there's a diverse world.On my side,People trying hard to impress the outside world.But I am pretty sure they don't have the slightest idea of the outside world.Its not rainbows and unicorns outside.They don't seem to catch on the fact that impressing someone is not important but being yourselves.moving on to the corner of the room, there's the silent boy who's staring the blue sky.I always wondered what was going on this kids mind.Right next to me there is a bundle of joy.My joy and happiness.A feeling of security that I never gets from anywhere else .In front of me, A once forgotten friendship that's trying to fly away with tied wings.There's a most silent person but is the wisest among all of us.next to them is the bluffy dumbo who's kinda the queen of bragging.But there's some more things that amuse me.That's their endless friendship.The two friends who don't give nothing about the classroom drama but contributes a lot .One cool person who is friends with literally everyone in the school.A teacher's pet and the nicest person in the whole class makes a great duo.A blooming classroom romance around the corner and precious frenemies glaring at each other while smiling.A boy and girl that everyone interprets to be lovers but are the evertime BFF goalies.A crackheaded idiot and another idiot with a single braincell and a very matured genius are epic trio. The cute and intellingent nerd siting alone. A hopeless oneside lover grinning like idiot while looking at the sky.The relatves sharing their family stories and secrets.The end seated one's who are the pillar's of the class.The wallflowered introvert group.We are seated in a manner that resembles ourselves.The first bench belongs to the nerdy nerds who come to school solely to study and nothing else.The next is the cool nerds who befriends everyone.Then comes the middlebenchers, class clowns and last but not least the ones who sees the classroom as their own room and they treats their bench as their own bed.Sometimes we all go to the last bench take a nap.Everyone has got each others back.Some of them keeps jumping from their seats and run fool around but teachers never knows.I looked at Amy and Aani sleeping in a very uncomfortable way with Amy's head on the desk and Aani snuggling to Amy' back.It was cute.In the middle of this there sat a curious soul asking questions and wondering what time has kept in store for these people.I find weird things very interesting and this was a paradise of weird things.We came from different places and went back to different places.We all lived in our own worlds.But for these 4 hours,We made happiness and forever memories.
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APRESTO♾️
De TodoJust the life of a group of teenagers.But its real life.written by someone who is a character in the story.so brace yourself. Semiautobiographical
