Every day, I was stay in bed until mom kept calling me: "speed, speed, almost too late." I just up, each to this time I is very ridiculous: thinks hair, didn't open my eyes, the wobbly walk, very funny. But when I will be nervous when I see table, three times five divided by two packed, so I always don't eat breakfast, but I'm still very fat. Why! Why! Why! At this moment from my inner voice.
Galloped to the school, on the road, will meet a lot of classmates, talk about this, talk about that, actually I am a very introverted girl, in the eyes of girls, I am a playmate, in the eyes of boys, I'm an idol, is the queen. Oh ~ I don't when the "double".
Didn't come in the school, as long as the teacher in class, the class must be blasted pot, the teacher, who must be very obedient, it seems "" hero" must belong to them.
Is homework, ten minutes faster finish, hair down must be full of, have no problem to think, good boring. However, the boys would have been pestering me, why! Why! Why don't they follow others, don't because I'm learning. Oh!
Again to go by the other girls and their class rubber band skipping, in addition to the rubber band skipping, playing sandbags, what play? Look at the boy playing football. Basketball… Envy. Don't is because I am a physical education of the top five? Why when I play the game boy knows the business, but only to play something else. Why!
Includes every time is I am responsible for, just because I'm a so-called artistic genius? Why do people want me to teach them music, just because I can play the piano?
The world is not fair, smart is wrong?
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