Schoolphoebia
Today marks the end of our quarantine days. Yes, we're starting school tomorrow, and I'm stressed as heck. (I'm actually really exhausted rn but I had to write this post. Idk why but I just really feel the need to do so) I had a nightmare last night and I've had this exact dream for almost 20 times in my life. I was in school, and we were all going to different classrooms between lessons. I somehow wrote my lessons wrongly on my timetable and couldn't find my class. I couldn't find any friends to help me out (well, I did but they didn't care much lmao). At last, there's this teacher who accompanied me to the school office to ask them for the timetable. (I got told off by the office staffs for being IRRESPONSIBLE. Ugh.) Just thinking of school terrifies me, because A) I'm super forgetful and will probably be told off for not bringing something tomorrow and B) btches in my class. Sigh. BROOKLYN YOU'RE MY ONLY HOPE IN THIS SHTTY CLASS. S...