Mundane

"I am doing well", I tried to convince myself, staring into the mirror, then I walked to my room.

Okay, enough existential crisis let's get to studying, I went for my backpack and dipped in for the book I'm supposed to be studying from, I froze in my tracks, I felt my eyes go misty for a second...I remember finding the note in my bag after detention, the one from her.

It was a bittersweet moment, I didn't think of it too much.

I got the book out and started studying, at least I think I was, I spent five hours studying, at least I thought I did, I looked at the clock and it said I was only here for 30 minutes, I laughed to myself for a solid minute, because now I finally understood what those kids in the movies were talking about, STUDYING SUCKS, wow I hate this.

I then proceeded, to play Call of Army with my friends as I had previously done for the rest of the night, I felt like I deserved it, my online friends were very indifferent to hear about the things I've been doing these past few weeks, working, school, studying. They were proud of me, but I can tell they wanted things to go back to how they were before, but of course, kicking my ass at COA comes first, wow just a week away and I'm already getting beaten.

It was a great night, for the morning however...

I can't say the same.

Author stuff: Sorry I was away for a whole month, my non existent readers. I went through some personal stuff but I'm back and slightly better than ever, hopefully it shows in the book going forward, thanks for reading😁