Grandma basically told me to grasp any opportunity that comes my way. But was this really the right thing to do? I'm considered a poor person already. Taking a helping hand in this situation might be too much for my reputation. It's already bad as it is... I'm still quite amazed they didn't come up with anything to bully me. Maybe bullying is below their levels? Or all they use are just councils and committees and appeals and whatnot?
The bus was taking its time to arrive near the school gate once again. I got off and headed straight for the art classroom. I was here quite early, I could use those thirty extra minutes for progressing on my canvas a bit.
"Tudududu, tududududu... So she said what's the problem, baby..." I was humming the song by Counting Crows, Accidentally in love, while
