Not gonna lie--I lurked around the house the weekend before school started feeling mopey and dreading Monday. I watched 500 Days of Summer and Marie Antoinette obsessively to forget the pangs of "Shit, what elective am I choosing for Form 4?". And it worked, for a while. Until I remembered I had school the coming Monday.
Movie day on Sunday seemed to take the edge off a bit, until (you guessed it) I remembered I had school on January the 4th.
And then Jan 4th came. Woke up early, rolled over and dozed for about 2 more hours before deciding 6:01 AM was possibly the latest I could stay in bed, and so I stepped out into unknown territory: new school uniform and what I had forgotten I'd had to endure for a few years: How impossible my hair is to manage on school days.
I mean, seriously. Wake up on lazy Sundays with nothing in store for me but a huge bowl of cereal and my horoscope, and my hair looks great. But school? Not a chance, never.
Anyways. First day of school turned out surprisingly well (Except for lunch when Kim and I shared a plate of meehun or bee hun or however the hell you spell it and it turned out to look like rubber bands, taste like rubber bands and even had the consistency of rubber bands.) But I spent the rest of the day perfectly my awesome lala-hairdressing skills (Alya and Jiha beg to differ though :( ) and doodling on Kistina's arm. Now we have matching tats, and I have never felt so badass. XDD
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