This is one of the worst first days. Not because our teacher didn't show up but because it's like no people were in the room. Nobody seems to feel one's presence. Okay, maybe I visualized my first day a little over the top.
I know, everybody grows up and change. But maaaan, really? It's like you have only been out for a coffee then back to the room again, nothing changed, except for the cup of coffee you're holding.
I went home and going back feels like I had a city deprivation for a year, but actually it's just been three weeks. But still I'm expecting something for my first day. But walking in the classroom it feels like nothing happened and
nothing will happen big. Just another normal day at school, waiting for the teachers to come, talking and chatting. I know there's missing, aside from other people who intentionally missed the first day. Maybe it's the joy of meeting again.
I've been so low lately, I don't know if it has something to do with the forthcoming death of my matured egg cell, but everything seems to lose it's shine before my eyes. And another possible reason, lack of caffeine. I wasn't able to have my coffee because I was rushing for my 7.30 class. I was being punctual because it would be my first time meeting my professor, you know trying to make a first impression :p, but it doesn't matter now because she didn't show up and it's not the reason why I'm having this drama.
The first day didn't go as beautiful as my imagination, but I'm still keeping my mind positive and looking forward to a great semester. And I learned something today, not from my teacher but from how my life flips around (Eminem!). Life, indeed, is the best teacher.
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