Getting to school with all of this weird looks everyone is giving me is more than vexing that I'm beginning to feel homesick despite the emptiness home promises.
I scroll through my phone's call log and realise that the last time I got a call was a week ago, I communicated to my clients anonymously.
And hacking has been the only thing I've been able to focus on.
Because even though we are in test week, I can't seem to focus on those academic words, neither is the plot of my novel forming.
I can't seem to start anything new or continue what I already started, so I just bury my head in my laptop and code all the way.
The course I have today is a general course and almost everyone will be around at the same time for it.
But it starts after our lunch break, and I decide to overcom
