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The scene earlier rattled in my mind, as I walked over to my next class. I was literally tired of everything, and I couldn’t wait to go home. How does my day literally spiral out of control each and every time I step out of the house?

It was beginning to irk me badly. I wanted to be able to have a good day at this point in my life. I wanted no more stress in my life. Why does this have to be this way at every point in time? It was literally suffocating at this point.

The next class was a snore, and within minutes, it was over. I packed my bags as quickly as I could, and walked out of the door. I was in no mood to stress myself this period. I just wanted some peace of mind, and complete happiness. Nothing more and nothing less.

I walked away from the crowd that had gathered outside, and to the main gate. Now, I wasn’t living in the dorm, I was a bit grateful. The stress of transportation was a heaven compared to the stress of going to the dorm, thinking someone was out to get you.

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