School. A boring building with boring people. Just to make it clear. Medicine IS my passion, I just hate people. You may wonder how come I chose medicine if I hate people, again it is there to save human race. I chose to be a pharmacist. That's the way I can save human race without being in touch with it. I'm lowkey a misanthrope.
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When I got home I decided to send Shawn a message over Snapchat.
-" How was the interview?"
-" Great, school?"
-" I'd love to say great but is that even possible?"
-" I guess as usual then? 😂😂"
-" Yup, what were you talking about?"
-" Oh tour, album, u, etc"
-" Me? Since when am I interesting?"
-" Since ur hanging out with me 😉😂"
-" Smooth 😉 but cocky af 😂"
-" No srsly everyone is interested in who you are"
-" Ik every time any girl is around you, fandom is burning"
-" 😂😂😂 sometimes I forget u were a fan"
-" Oh honey I still am"
-" 😂😂 kk now Igtg, see you 17th"
-" Yeah bye"
-"Byee"
I really hope we are gonna get to plan something for holidays too. But knowing me it's gonna be last minute plan even if we are gonna talk every day. But I still can't wait to see Shawn again. 17th September is his concert in Amsterdam, 23rd October in London, that practically means I'd see him more often than I planned to, but again... I'm gonna miss him in between.
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FanfictionShe just wanted to see if one of her friends is up for a talk, what she got into was much better. She is Cara, 16 years old girl, with the worst past and the best future.
