Estelline I can't form a single lucid thought.
Tomorrow is the first day of school again. I have to be back in a classroom with a bunch of people. And lucky for me I hate those people.
I’m trying to list the reasons why I hate them, but I can’t come up with any. I know this is irrational, but I get this feeling of utter dread when I think of going back there. The class and the work isn’t the problem, it’s the people there. That I have to face people again.
Shit.