As I enter my house after Anne, my mom is conversing with her best friend since high school. After removing my shoes near the shoe rack, I just drag myself, at this point, to my room and keep my school bag there. My sister is already full of energy and keeps talking about her day.
I change my clothes and keep my empty tiffin in the kitchen, by the sink, and head back to my room. I lie on my bed, staring at the ceiling, into nothingness.
I blink rapidly for a minute to test if I am truly very sleepy, but I am unable to sleep, so I get up and search for I don't know what in my bag and then take out the biology book.
Biology is my favourite subject, or I think it is. But no, I don't want to be a doctor. Nor anything related to that field.
I scrumble and open the third chapter, Genetics. I have, though, read it before, but only once, and that obviously won't do for the preparation for my exams.
I start reading but somehow, reading takes twice the time it usually takes as I keep on zoning out while doing so. And I have to go back the previous paragraph again.
It's 5.37 already when my mother yells that Nancy has come. I comb my hair and make a bun using the clutcher.
The comb falls from the table as it lost its balance.
I said, "Tch, just stay up there," and kept it at the table again before leaving for a walk with Nancy.
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