Chapter 4:The Days

Living in the village is fun but inside me was a living hell. But I saw a bunch of people. Some are good and some are bad. For good people, I was extra cute and innocent and for those bad bitch I was a mirror to them. HE HE HE. Yes, they got what they deserve. And you know what. I was really head over heels in deep when I started knowing my class teacher is a beautiful woman. I know. I know. She is my aunt's friend. Tho I still admire her. Well

The days in my life as a village student was quite normal. I don't know how others feel but I enjoying it still hell. I woke up at about 6 am. Then I do some skipping to become taller. And I do some bathroom staff. Not shower. NO never. There was as cold as F##k. But I somehow try to face the cold. Still can't. Then I ate my breakfast. And go to school. Cycling in the morning was so good. The cold wind splashed on my face as I saw the shiny sky. Actually blue. The coconut trees' leaves kinda look like waving as I thought they were. My bicycle was sounding terrible. Finally, I parked my precious car beside the school. And here we go. I was super don't care in the class. Too far when the English section is coming. The English teacher told us about life and naughty kids. Well, I love her. I can listen to her experience and I can sleep when she is talking.

When lunchtime is arrived,

I got one hour to eat. So I came back home and did my business. Then went back to school again. It is about 1 pm now and the hottest time of the day. My bicycle is as usual sound. And I was so freaked when I came across two teachers. My favorite teachers. I frustrated. When I reached school, we have to sing the national song again. I don't what the song is.... Well, schools are different from each other. So... Then the class started. And continuing the boring sections. When the bell rang, that is the moment that I always love. I can go back after the song is over. I go as usual or walk with my best friend. She is the first or maybe the best friend of my life. When I came back from school, sometimes I managed to hit someone. HE HE HE. I hit a rock too. Poor rock will be mad. But my foot was terrible at that state.

When I reach home,

I put down my lovely pack bag, not to see it again. And I do some changes then using my phone. Then study. Eat. Using phone if I finished my dinner in 15 mins. Then go back to study and then sleep. Well, life was good. The cats in Grandma's house were crazy. And I liked to squeeze them. I was mean to them. After I reached the bed, I took my diary. And started writing motivation. YOU CAN DO IT>YOU COULD DO IT> YOU WILL DO IT>These are my famous motivational words.

Then I don't sleep..... yet.... I go to the imagination world. Sometimes it was long or sometimes I fall asleep. The night view of the bed is great cause the ceiling is a little lit up from the wall. So, I can see the moon if it's a full moon day. I like the feeling of being alone!!! But I hate lonely. Ummm What am even talking... Well, That's all for today.