trippin' bad
This week started off quite normally, except that I couldn't text Bea as much, because of her phone being whatevered. The day, as usual, was a drag, with an English longtest, and all that shit. I couldnt even look forward to dismissal, since even during dismissal I would have nothing to do, since I wouldnt be able to talk to Bea anyways. So when I got home, I decided to take a walk instead, with my brother and mom.
My brother and I actually reached far, since our village is so huge, we never ran out of ground to cover, while my mom gave up half way through, calling our driver to pick her up. After a while, we decided to go back home, and when we did arrive, I was bored again. Thank God though, that I was still able to get in touch with Bea, who used her brother's phone. After chatting for a while on this stupid Mac, I decided to upstairs and prepare to sleep, making a hasty conclusion that Bea wouldn't be able to go online. When I was all ready to sleep, I received a message from her saying, "Go online!" Of course, I wouldn't dare allow a chance to talk to her or at least chat with her pass just like that.
I eluded my mom's steady defenses, making my way back into the computer room. I stayed there until 1 AM, when I decided that it was about time I went up stairs, because my mom might suddenly wake up and scold me for being awake.
I woke up today, normally, except I was happy to receive a message from Bea, which at least gave my day a good start. When I got to school, I crammed a fucking jug given by our stupid moderator who doesn't even know how to be a moderator. The subjects passed quick, with all the weirdo venues. The day continued as it was-draggy.
When I got home though, I finally got to call Bea! I was happy for the first time that week, finally. We talked for 2 hours, if my calculations are correct, until she had to go to study or something.
Once again, time slowed down, forcing me to watch every single minute pass by. Once again, I've been brought lower and lower, until I reached this point. Now I'm bad tripping...