Chapter 15 - FIFTEEN
- HAZEL -
I shut my eyes closed and stretched my arms. My shoulders are killing me and I’m not even done writing down this journal.
What kind of people are these lecturers? Do they think we are fucking robots? What happened to just printing out pages from certain sources?
I groaned and rolled my eyes in exhaustion. One major problem I’ve had with skipping certain classes is I’ve arrived late to two other classes twice. Now I’m suffering from it. I dipped a salmon bagel in my mouth and took a bite. This is the third snack I’ve had from this cafe. I’m not hungry, but something about having to sit outside and study in a café raises the food cravings.
I sipped out my glass, half filled with diet coke. My eyes are still glued to this page. I’ve read and reread it countless times and there are so many things that need to be corrected and rewritten but I’m highlighting every line that I think needs to be rephrased. Once I’m done with this written project, I’ll type it out on my laptop with the respective corrections and submit.
I leaned my back on my seat and stretched my legs. Sleeping would come in handy right about now. I yawned.
I feel ridiculously tired yet I have a deadline to get all these done and I can’t miss it. I don’t even have a choice because I need my grades to keep being good.
It will be bad for me if my parents think I am not coping with the extra curricular activities this school has to offer. I haven’t even registered for any, but it’s better they don’t assume such.
I yawned again and leaned my hand on the table to raise my phone up to check the time. It’s thirty minutes past three. I’ll stay here for an hour longer than head back to my dorm to have a nap. Then I’ll finish the rest of this in my room.
I drank out of my cup again.
I think I should probably get some coffee because my eyes are so close to being shut.