I got back from night class by 5am today. I close my eyes for a second and it’s already 7am so I drag myself out of bed because I have lectures by 9am. I take a cold bath, dress up and head out; I don’t even bother about makeup because I’m feeling a bit gloomy for that this morning. As I walk to school, I listen to music with my earphones and try to drown out all of my current problems and my country’s problems. I get to class an hour early but I literally still fight to get a seat at the front row. The lecturer arrives an hour late and start teaching something about Electromagnetism while I struggle between trying to stay awake and trying to hear him because as usual, his voice recedes as the noise from the back increases.

After what seems like a year, he finally concludes. I make my way through the maze of students as I look for the exit. I finally make it out, the sky looks gloomy as if it knows how I’m feeling and sympathizes with me. As I walk to the next class, each step I take is met by a friendly wave by people who know me by name but I hardly recognize by face; I smile back of course because Mom said it’s unladylike not to respond.

I get to the next class and of course, the lecturer is a no show. I plug in my earphones and turn them on to the highest volume then I watch interesting scenarios around me; a girl and her friends are discussing the difference between mauve and pink lipsticks, another pair are giggling about a boy(probably), a group of guys are sending songs through their phone and discussing about that party last night, another guy and a girl are getting really cozy and then it strikes me, everyone is with someone else except me.