Misunderstood

Everyone wants a time machine to rewind time and take back regretted words and actions, but I want the exact opposite. I want to push time forward to the weekends, when I can run away for a mere while. Even if it's just 2-days worth of an escapade, I'm more than glad to.

Hate is a strong word, but I really, really, really don't like going to school anymore.

No, it's not the workload. It's not the lectures. It's not the tutorials.

It's just-

Let's just say, I'm better understood out there.

This is my first teardrop in months.