Chinese Faif?

Good morning! Rise and shine little bums. I used to be just like you, twisting and turning around in bed until the sun was almost gone, nowhere to be seen. Now it's been two weeks since those happy days and my life is now back to early starts and boring hours of classes. It's a nice change sometimes, but I am rarely grateful when it comes to appreciating the art of learning. I get the occasional chills when I come across epiphanies that I give a shit about and those are crazy amazing feelings but they don't come around that often.

I'm seated in Building 13, Level 3, Class 11 and I'm thinking like where the fuck are all the people in this fucking course? Haha, as a matter of fact, I AM EARLY. Funny isn't it? To sit and rant about something you actually went early for. I don't know much about being early so yes, this is a rather awkward feeling. I hope it's not going to be just the three of us because I don't have a book and that'd be quite embarrassing.

I'm honestly falling asleep, seriously.

Okay class has started.

xx