The playlist hasn’t end yet. I’m erasing all of the doodles in my English Exercise book. How bored yet I have so many things to do, for tomorrow. But somehow my laptop has a special power to keep me attracted, its screen flirting with as it said
"Why do you even do that? God just stop and come play with me"
Hahhahahahahahah. Fuck. I’m spacing out from my duty and homeworks. But who cares, sometimes I do need a refreshing time. Being the girl who knew every single homeworks in class sometimes made me sick. Everyone thought that I don’t want to share the “knowledge” because I don’t want everyone cheat on my homeworks.
You’re messing with a wrong girl, gurl. The truth is I just wanted to be respected because I do my homeworks until I can barely feel my fingers. And I don’t know what have you done yesterday night, but sorry you don’t even know how it feels to have a same grade with someone who doesn’t do their homework and the irony is;
They copy yours.