Eden Pov.
It's great to get back to your daily routine. Go to classes and be invisible again. It's the last week until the one-week vacation between semesters and I can see all my colleagues, suddenly hyperactive. I'm talking about parties, about fun. About all the things that a student like me should do. I don't belong there. I've never been to such a party and I've never done anything special on any vacation. I close the notebook and put it in my bag, then I get ready to leave the classroom. That was my last class for the day. The clock on my phone shows 12:00. In the hallway I think about what I could do after I get home. Unlike my colleagues, I only had two classes today, because I have good grades and that means I need fewer classes a day.
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