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What a tiring day..
Was all the she could ever think off while laying her head over the desk in a sleeping motion, Fifi did try her best to say awake for this sake but fuck isn’t this hard was hard to stay up for when the teacher didn’t even make a tiny bit effort to make this class at least a bit more interesting? She let out a sigh and sway her head in a motion to aroused herself at least a little bit until the class end. Just few of more those boring classes to went through, Fifi occasionally asks permission to the bathroom so that she doesn’t get reported for sleep in class.
Sometimes the teachers were being a bitch by complaining about her habit, yet praise her for her quick learning ability. They often make fun of how bad her grades are in exams, yet ask’s her to explain it down to the class of what did she understood over the material. Thank god her efforts to be active on those classes pays off by that high grade on her report card, yet gave her a B on manner because she have an attitude. Maybe she would’ve to be so sarcastic if those teach know what the hell are they teaching to her.
But, whatever. Does it really matter? Why does it matter anyway? Why did she care in the first place? She shouldn’t have. She had more important things to focus on, right?
Fuck she doesn’t, what a boring life, maybe she’s boring? Maybe that’s why people leave her the second she could? Even she thought god turn their back against her the moment she born? Whatever, it wasn’t like she care anyway..
“Mom, what’s with the packing?” She asked in a quiet murmurs as she was comfortable to rot on her bed. Had she accomplished anything but breathing this morning? She’s practically a bat at this point by how unique her sleeping schedule when it comes to weekends, staying up all night until the sun complete it’s cycle. Going outside for a bit to say hi to the morning sun before crashing the mattress like her body is suddenly died at that moment. Cursing the gods upon why did she woke up, then eat a meal like she hasn’t said any mean things to the creator who had given her a life.
“Nothing hun.. just preparing for the move.”
“Huh? What move?” Her body tiredly scrunch up the energy to sat up.
“You know, I got the job and we’ll be moving to Japan.” That woman said with another soft smile.
“Haha you’re funny mom. Just say you get rid of things I can’t wore.” She teasingly said with a bit of denial.
“Yeah yeah that’s too, but I won’t lie to may baby about something too serious like that.”
“What the fuck?”