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,,School is mostly fun, not that bad" Yesterday I lost my paper sheet somewhere I needed to for the other day. I knew, it was 23:00. I knew, I am sleepy. I knew, I won't find it, just 6 sheets were left. Maybe placing them in right order. By doing it on the ground, no, there is none. There, there is none. Now I did such a huge mess. Oh, and a presantation ofcourse. Yeah, school wasn't bad right? I scratched my hair so heavily, that the roots fell off and the skin peeled of. I rubbed my hands so quickly, that they way too hot so they sweat, at the end they didn't really help to calm myself down. I clapped my face with both hands so harsh, that it ruined the pale skintone of mine. I cried so much that my eyes fled tears which hurt, they made my eyes shaky. I closed my mouth so forcefully, that It moved uncontrolled. Sure, school is cool.

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