There’s fire everywhere, the enemies have attacked us, the world is in danger, and my wand is pointed at Voldemort who is right in front of me,just as I am about to say expelliarmus his phone starts ringing. Wait, what? from when did Voldemort start carrying a phone, and triiiinnngg is a very weird ringtone to have, and that’s when I wake up and realize that it was all a dream, also that it’s a dreadful Monday morning and I have to go to college, it’s pretty funny how my thoughts can drift so quickly from how to save the world to how to save myself from the difficulties Monday morning brings with itself.
From school days to college days everything in life changes, except Monday mornings. Most of us whether we are in school or college tend to dislike Mondays, but we don’t have a choice, do we?
You are filled with a lot of stress, cause firstly you might be running late for class, because you woke up late and now your hair won’t stay in place cause your destined to have a bad hair day, and look at that! you can’t find any of your things and have no time for breakfast, isn’t that a good start 🙄
Now you have to take your panic filled and stressed out self into college, and as you are walking in the campus towards your destination, you somehow can feel the eyes of the people who may or may not be judging you for some unknown reason, but you still tend to feel uncomfortable cause in your mind you are sure that you’re the object of inspection, and this uneasiness goes away only when you spot the people who would still talk to you even if you were dressed as a trash can.
Friends should be people who don’t judge you for being your weird self, who stand up for you when required, who accept you with your flaws, with whom you can crack the most lamest jokes, and with whom you can talk to for hours and still not run out of topics.
They are people who still hangout with you knowing you can get high without reason and can end up acting like a weirdo, also that you can trip on air and probably can embarrass yourself in almost any situation.
The people who listen to your endless ranting and don’t complain, who listen to your crazy theories and with whom you can laugh, cry and party are called friends.
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