"Sir why are you always so interested in what I'm doing...Dont you have other students to tend to?" Wynter asked as she clinged to the books in her hands,
Mr. Raines chuckled as his eyes scanned his favorite student. It was never his plan to fall f...
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Monday, September 6th 9:00 ● UWI // Mona campus ●
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I officially hate monday's, it just feels as if every type a crawis attack me on this day. Is it that God made this day to punish people from the fun and frolic we have over the weekend.
Or maybe a true me neva guh church yesterday, a must dat mek God a punish me suh.
Placing my hands on my hips impatiently, I glared at the receptionist who was sitting comfortably typing away on her computer.
I've been in here for about an hour waiting for this lady to attend to me. Each time I get her attention she tells me to hold on.
Yuh si if mi guh tell har bout har madda now then yuh hear seh me disrespectful.
"Miss I don't understand what you mean, because my timetable clearly states that I have class in room '03', I went there and nothing, so how are you going to tell me that you dont know what to do?" One girl says to her.
The girl has also been in here for awhile asking the same questions and still nothing.
