Can't believe my mom sending me to an Arabic learning camp, that's what I'm saying that, ALC.
It's only fifteen days, but it feels like fifteen years, and the experience was quite unexpected, it have ups and downs.
At some point, I was waking up, it was still early, I already woke up and took a shower, the class was rather boring, and all I can think about is my book ideas, I was thinking of some idea but suddenly I felt a stinging sensation on my nose, I woke up, i was sleeping I thought to myself, and I smashed my nose to the table, it doesn't surpass the pain when I got punched by my crush I thought to myself.
I really want to go home, I miss my mom, I miss my phone, not really miss my sister though, she's a tough one.
But there's one person that I miss the most
My crush.
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Life so far
Non-Fictionhey, it's me, gale Adrian, I will write about my life, because I got dared by someone, so here it is, the story of my life starting point : 6th grade, 2017 Disclaimer : i only writes what I can remember
