a long week
J anuary 7th I lay my body down consciously that I was automatically alarmed around 3am. I helped my mom, trying to sleep it off after 3 hours, I can hear my dad grumble behind. My head ached, my friend rang me for some minutes, texted her that I decided to skip school today, I turned off my phone. Mom woke me up around 9am, brought me my breakfast. I talk to my boyfriend for a couple of hours and got back to the kitchen as my mom yelled for me to help her. January 6th All the class operated today, a little proud of myself that I was able to answer my teacher's question about the relation between Johann Mendel and genetics. Even though I know a 12-year-old teenybopper can give a better answer than mine. My anxiety got back amid Biology class, I was again trying to figure out what major I fit in for university. I scribbled on the last page of my note, predicting what my postcard would be like at least 3 years from now: Dear, X The last semester of high school filled my mind with fu...