And here comes Monday. That's all I need, cash and cheque to be banked, students to be taught, work to be studied, coffee to be drunk, exams to be passed.
A normal life, a simple life.
Why did I bother about what others said?
P.S The well spoken brat ransacked my bag claiming I 'looked' tired, for sweets. Heh. Kids are easy to read.
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