The Bad Girl and her Gang

Age of Aquarius

                               

[An age that it's followers declared saw the birth of a new understanding of spirituality and universal love]

Sara
My pillow had always been there to absorb away my tears, my bed provides me with support and is a catalysts for my most wildest dreams.

Nightmares were at 30% , dreams at 5% weird shit was 65%. Way to go brain!

I woke up to the smell of honey and almonds,or so I thought as I realised it was a hallucination of the last unique scent that entered my nose.
Once I entered a unique book cafe, I ordered an extra hot vanilla flat white and clocked on for work. The cafe was one of the best places to work at, you had your regulars, had the orders you knew off by heart. You had the trust of people to make the coffee they needed to start their day.

It was popular in Japan and Korea to have themed cafes like dog cafes and raccoon cafes. This cafe had books you could read while getting coffee, rather than offering free wifi I prefer the free books. Definitely the books.

Let's rewind to five years ago.

There were people who gave me a hard time in university, relaying rumours of who I dated and teased by status as a prude, girls called me a slut of coarse.

Wait isn't that what people do in high school?

Exactly my point.

University alike high school meant no one minded their own business since we all missed school. And the only thing that changed is I'm 'Sara from Arts' and Claire my best friend is the rich hot one from law. This guy who asked me out once even said 'Wow you do Arts? My friends would leave me if I picked it.' Like bitch? You asked me out and now you insult me?
You know in school how they have the nerds and jocks etc. The stigmas changed based on courses which is pretty self explanatory.
I don't understand how can you so simple do that to people. What if the rumour caused me to have no relationship with who I liked? Or resulted in me killing myself? That escalated quickly but now that mental health was really an issue taken seriously: small things could often turn into huge demons.

However I didn't like to believe the worst of a person or a possible lie. Therefore there weren't specific people I hated, I just despise 'the crowd of people.'

I won't be like Murat.

My daily routine started when I took a shower, contrasted hot and cold for the benefits of healing and blood circulation and alsooo it woke me up. Hehe, I'm a weirdo but meh. As a 19 year old I still had the heart of a child and hated leaving my comfort zone.
Little did I know how funny this memory would be. It's like looking back at first grade and remembering you were so desperate to make friends you bought the trash they did.