Pre-school. I could never forget the first two years of my life in school. Although, I was at the top of my class, I still thought of stupid things.
On the first day of classes, I was so scared so I planned to get out of the school. And my awesome plan, was to run through the gate as fast as I could. It never occurred to me that there was a guard and I wasn't exactly as fast as roadrunner. So when I "sprinted" toward the gate, the guard quickly stopped me.
After that incident, I felt alone. And unfortunately, I cried. Yes, I cried. And then, a woman approached me, and said, "Stop crying, you're gonna have fun in here. By the way I'm going to be you're teacher! Yay!". I felt at ease with her, so I stopped crying.
After I stopped crying, I felt like the bad-ass of the school. I was walking like someone who just won the UFC. I passed by the other kids crying while saying to myself "Hah, crybabies." It's like I never cried moments ago.
I believed that I went to another country when I was a baby, when I didn't.
MY HORMONES ARE RAAAAAAAAAAAAAING.
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