Y/N
I have a test tomorrow.
But here I am, still stuck on the first page of my pointers. I've been trying to read the first page for the past five hours but my lack of focus is disturbing.
Also, I get easily distracted when my phone gets a notification. My attention to my textbooks immediately shifts to my phone to check the notification until I'll find myself using my phone instead.
I sighed as I stared at the first word of the first page. My eyes have no intention of reading and I have no intention of studying. How am I going to get my degree in this?
Pfft, as if you'll get one. My brain snapped.
I rolled my eyes as I stare at the first word again. Just read, Y/N. Just fucking read.
While my fingers tousled with my hair until it's qualified enough to be a bird nest, my eyes began to read the first page smoothly. Lmao I'm studying :DDD
Ting!
Bitch, you thought. My brain snapped again.
As if I'm possessed by a demonic spirit, my hands immediately grab my phone to check the notification... more like, use my phone.
Ooh, another "RT PARA MAGKAPERA" tweet, have to retweet this (duh).
A/N: hAH another lame & short chapter pFFT
Guess who wasted an hour searching and retweeting "RT PARA MAGKAJOWA", "RT FOR CLEARER SKIN", "RT FOR GOOD GRADES", and "RT TO IMPROVE AUTHOR-NIM'S WRITING"?
Definitely not you, hun. No. Your parents raised you better than this.
Anyway, I wasted another hour searching and retweeting tweets like those "RT FOR ____". My brain knows those tweets are total bull but hey, who knows? Maybe tomorrow, I'll have loads of cash and clear skin and good grades.
Well, I hope so.
Feeling bored and... hungry, I looked at my alarm clock at my desk and my eyes slightly widened when I it's already midnight. And I haven't studied a single thing :')
"Screw the test, I'm going to cheat." I muttered as I close all of my textbooks that I'm supposed to read and wear my coat. Thank goodness, my room's at the ground floor, makes it easier to sneak out whenever I want to.
Trying my best to open my window without making a sound that could wake the whole house, I slowly get my right leg out of the house and then the other until I'm fully out of the house.
I pulled the coat tighter to me because of the cold air while the other hand clutched onto my phone. Now I'm out of the house, where am I gonna go next?
Rob a bank? No.
Go to the mall? No.
Adopt stray cats? Maybe but the bad news is... I'm terribly allergic to animal fur.
Go back to the house and study? Definitely NO.
Guess we'll figure that out later. I walked away from my house to some place that has food or just anything that can keep me entertained until the intention of going home slowly creeps on me.
