Tuesday, 26 January 2016

Short Story #66: Back Home From School

This morning, I woke up, feeling refreshed and energized despite having only 4 hours' worth of sleep. I had reminded myself countless times to have plenty of sleep lest it would compromise my work performance the next day. But of course old habits die hard. Still, I am still trying my best to heed my own advice.

School break unfortunately came to an end as of yesterday. It was upsetting really. In the blink of eyes, two months just zipped by. The feeling of regret stirred up inside me at the thoughts of me wasting time doing nothing on some days when I could have been really productive. There were so many things that I could have done during my break...so many fun things but I chose to lie down on my bed all day instead.

Well, there was no point dwelling on that now. Time is not reversible. So, I showered and got dressed as usual before drinking a hot beverage prepared by my beloved mother (love you mom!). Somehow, it felt as if there was no school break at all as I felt just right preparing to go to school.

I love the journey to my university. I got the opportunity to listen to good music and simply daydream. Sometimes, I got afraid when I took public transport because I have a weak stomach and it tends to act up at the worst timings. Luckily, that did not happen on the first day back in school. Another reason why I enjoy the one-hour trip to school is because at times, muse just simply comes to me, giving me ideas to write for my own fictional stories. Excitement surged through me when these special instances happen.

Once I reached school and met my friends, lessons started. It was okay at first, then the second lesson was slightly more exciting and stimulating than the previous one but the last lesson of the day was just simply boring. Already dozing off, I tried really hard to stay awake and alert. I could not even focus during the group discussion part. Not to mention, I kept thinking about the remaining course fees that have not been settled yet. Finally, the lesson has ended and I have been freed!

As I reached home, a gloomy expression remained fixed on my face, mirroring the bleak end of my school day. I headed straight to my room and collapsed on my bed, slowly slipping into a short nap. When I woke up and took a refreshing shower, I had dinner and I was invigorated again. It felt amazing! It was as if all the weight from earlier had all been removed. But of course, the reality is that I have to always be on my toes and work very hard this semester.

I can do this.

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