Suika

After spending a beastly amount of time running before I get late - which would almost always happen, I crawled into the classroom, with everyone inside, of course
without Calel. These people don't know the pains of walking, running, or commuting to school. Of course they can't get late, until someone is just too lazy to even
sleep.

He approached us as if nothing happened anyway.

I couldn't comment that much during that time. If you know how busy you can get when you're doing last-minute homework, then we're friends.
Calel doesn't give a damn about my homework and our Katakana test though. Poor guy.

If I told him that we'd have a test, he'd probably just nod and laugh for no reason. Then he'll stare at the blackboard. Amusing myself with my ballpen, Flory-sensei did the honors for me.

"Okee guys, we'll have the quiz today, but before that we'll have a review of some things we left of last meeting", she started the class. Wait, did she just say quiz and not test?
You'd probably be laughing at my words now but it isn't the right time. Now is a good time to just quit reviewing like mad.

Soon, as if she had some mind-reading powers, she piped in with her usual "You guys okee"? Oh, yes we are! Feel free to torture us because we just moved our lazy fingers around during the whole weekend.
Of course we're not that surprised, though. In highschool, you must be prepared to receive mental assaults from teachers. For example, they choose 'test' as a word but mean short quiz.
How convenient, they showcase our endurance, until we just give up and swing the topic aimlessly for the next day and the next. Half absorbing the words, I couldn't help but
pardon our hard-working teacher, with her many Japanese Tutorial Sites which don't work most of the time because of forgetting the username or password or the retarded site won't bother
to let us learn anyway.

From sakura to watermelon prices and global warming, I couldn't help but stare into the window and think about the latter. Sure is hot, but not as much as the past week. There's a limit
to what Mother Nature can take, and I know this would be beyond it. I wouldn't be surprised if all the new sakura flowers burned like there won't be much left next time.

And so, I took time to doodle Doraemon, Nobita and Onizuka. Every single time I would be called, it's as if I just got from Alpha Centauri and I don't know how to use a bathroom.

Breaktime is something to look forward to, because only then would Doldenn and Calel be so damn talkative in the elevator and even play with it. Ah, as long as I'm not in my uniform, I'm all good.