Laborious secondary's lifetime

Previously on the 1st day I stepped into the school, i mean new school. I didn't walked into it rushingly into the entire whole school like others and instead I just stood there...closed my eyes...smelling the new fragrance of school...new uniform...new friends...new hairstyle,and new......homework?? I woke up from my daydreaming(technically it's not because i'm just feeling something??)and ohh ya......new homework...and eventually went into the school looking...or staring the people...the block...the stupid teachers...and...

Hff!! I woke up from my daydreaming in front of my desk, with lots of homework on top of it. Phew...I guess I just lied down on the desk and smelled the smelly homework and the ink just now. Isn't it 'cool' that I dreamed about secondary's lifetime??

I was at school whereby the just-now-mentioned 'incident'and the blind teachers still can't realize that I was sleeping...snoring...dreaming...drooling...and complaining... In fact, the teacher was not even in front of me. After all, the bell rang spontaenously(to me)and 1 more school day off. Nothing special...nothing happened...nothing weird...it's just normal. Normal means the gossip and the rumors spread by the naive little girls...the fighting boys...the 'throwing-crumbled-paper-and-shoot-into-the-rubbish-bin'game(for boys of course)...and nothing.