In the morning,
I woke up angry, tired and frustrated.
It didn't help we ran out of milk.
Or the fact that school started soon.
I was late,
and I was in no mood to trekk around all day.
I entered class and my mood was about to blow.
All I had the energy to do was to sit and cope,
gaze out into nothingness,
and drift out of my suroundings.
All of a sudden there was a voice behind me, a tap on my shoulder.
"You look sad," the girl asked and it took me by surprise.
All I could really do was shrug and mutter an "oh."
Later that day, and also a couple of years later, I found it humorous.
How strange that girl became so attached to me,
in a way it was as if she made me no longer sad or bored,
so no other person should ask that exact question again.
