A big surprise for me, as I wandered into the common room of Tudor Grange, there were twice as many people as there should have been - the german students have accumulated. It strikes me as interesting, in a way, it should be intriguing to see what they would do when following the IB german students around, regardless of the fact that most of them are 20 years of age.
"A chance to practice our english." they say, but seemingly less enthusiastic to attend the lessons we have, I get more of the impression they took it as a chance to take a break (wouldn't everyone if they could afford it?).
It's the first day back from an entire week of being off, waking up so early in the morning hit me so hard, I had so little energy left. I'm not used to it, instead, I kept on drifting away to my dreams where everything comforted me unlike the reality that is now, haunting me until I cower in my little corner.
It's too tiring to live like this, I've forgotten how I managed to do this in the first place.
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