Life has never been easy to anyone not even the most wealthiest person in the whole earth working their ass off.Every single body has their own problems which we dont know that's why neither i want to know nor think about it "JUDGING PEOPLE" I know girls stalking skill are so strong that they or as should I say we can find somebody's entire autobiography in 12 minutes.I know its an exaggeration but at least they can right.Now i have to wake up from my thoughts and wake the hell up.Yes ,im in university im 18 soon to be 19 .December still cold outside wear something then go and study.
Study?Study what? I know all of you want to know that.
First when i was a child i planned to be an engineer but then i noticed how much of engineers we have then decided against it why not be a doctor and save other people rather than making buildings and stuff for wealthy people who dont even care about the world nor the lifestyle of poor peoples i would rather call the wealthy peoples assharts like dafuq instead of thanking God you have the money and help peoples who cant afford stuffs they go and worry about themsleves.Like OMG! my nails broke off lets go to the salon and fix it.God gave a pretty hand so that you can clean your ass off by yourself not your workers 24 hours a day.And the queenbees of the schools or whatever they either they love animals like "Omg that is sooooooooo cuuuuuuteee!! I want them.Hey dad please buy them for meeee!" Or "Ewwww please put that dirty stuff away from mee!Dad call the police and say that that freaking dog is not leaving me alonee!" I would choose the latter meaning most of the queenbees dont like animals actually i have never seen any of them like animals.I dont really care about them.I know i may have talked a lot in my thoughts but its not like i will tell my friends these stuffs.
Rule 1: Keep it under your hat.
I would not rather tell them what im thinking of call them bestfriends or whatever i dont really care.
Now back to hell...
Throw on your very dark blue dark skinny jeans and grey v-neck shirt and hair on high ponytail with my grey nike shoes and ofcourse a black coat.No make-up im not seriously a fan if ruining my face nope nada anyo or whatever.
O o ...Looking at the time if my Samsung Galaxy s7 i can see that im veryyyy ... late ....
First choice that comes to my mind is .... Run!
No parents at home like all assharts meaning wealthy people they're never at home.They dont even give me a car saying "im worried about you and I seriously dont want you break our rules and go out then never come back" As if they care they just only dont want problems.They prepared a driver boo say what i will leave him be i will not even step into the car its his job?Change your freaking job!
There's a bus for something duhh!!?
Now no time for thinking its just a run time.
"Ha..ha....ha.." Panting for air in this weather.Where the hell is the bus?!
The school is 10 minutes away by walking and its already 7:55 in which school starts at 8.Maldo andwae....=No wayyy.No choice ? Then run!!
Running panting running panting stop breath run! Then hit somebody! Puff
Felt down im slightly sweating.
"Cant you watch the hell yout walking at!" I shouted i really regreted shouting at that person b/c it is my fault that im late not his but well now he will be.
Wait...is he a robber or something?
Hes wearing all black
Black pants
Black shirt
Black shoes
Black cap
Black mouth mask
Dafuk!!
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